Toll Houses

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I've been waiting
For a message,
I don't care
It has no sender.

I've been waiting,
Almost hopeless,
For a sign,
The sign you promised.

Always haunted
By the past times,
I still stand
And wait for something.

Am I fated
To continue?
Does it keep
The worth of living?

Am I fated
To continue?
Does it mean
I'll never see you?