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THE NEWS I WAIT FOR
THE NEWS I WAIT FOR
Homing pigeons, fly so fast.
What you hold l want to see.
Don't let languor delay you.
What you have will delight me.
I've been sitting on hot flames
with a heart afraid of time,
while time flies and does not care
for what my heart starts to mime.
Please, kind pigeons, bring that news.
Don't say,"None to me is sent."
Life won't show its smiling lips
if you don't arrive with it.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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Homing pigeons, fly so fast.
What you hold l want to see.
Don't let languor delay you.
What you have will delight me.
I've been sitting on hot flames
with a heart afraid of time,
while time flies and does not care
for what my heart starts to mime.
Please, kind pigeons, bring that news.
Don't say,"None to me is sent."
Life won't show its smiling lips
if you don't arrive with it.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
____________________________________
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