Sitting at a table, looking around at the past, talking with
my sister, and best friend.
Waiting, searching, hesitant conversation, not knowing what
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Sitting at a table and to pursue the rest of our day we should read such lovely poem on the desk. Nice one.
Experiencing all peaks and troughs through the journey of life it becomes slow and hesitant with maturity. Very rightly being expressed here as Waiting, searching, hesitant conversation, not knowing what to say ... Thanks for sharing the feeling.