I was sinking with every second,
darkness was all I breathed in;
I had been weakened by her strength,
but I did not quit… I am still wandering.
It is growing darker, yes,
yet still I can see her eyes
staring back at me — and I do not quit.
Spoken, and wide open,
all that I was, I did not know;
somehow I received her,
my eyes brimming — but I did not quit.
I am waiting all along my way,
to have, to hold, one day;
I will keep waiting for years,
because I do not quit.
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