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Lonely Hours
Lonely hours
spent
watching the rain
like tears
on the window pane.
Lonely hours
wishing
you were here with me
as I gaze
over another cup of tea.
Lonely hours
spent
alone, crying
dying slowly
because you are gone.
1979
poem
by
Penni Currie
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