Against the rosy sunset

​It is late, and I am
still waiting for someone
to understand my words.
How hard can this be?
No more than a fish flashing in water.
Or a moment to catch your breath.
I could forget all this,
lying parched upon the earth.
But I cherish life, still standing.
And so, I will wait.

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