My money's been laid up.
Nobody's got a hold on me.
I'm just holding on myself.
Time's been wishing for a better place
to shed my inner grace.
Placed in wait.
The smoothness bends slightly and
I am pulled to see this way of living
I have never known.
Living in shadow.
Waiting for the rain to shine.
- 1992 Sonja J. Phinney
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