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I stood like a rock near the sea
In a hope that you might come
Riding on the waves.
I climbed the walls like vines
In a hope that you might stop by
To smell my extremely distinctive fragrance.
I stood like a tree near the pond
In a hope that you might come
To quench your thirst.
I came like the moon, waxing and waning
In a hope that you may fill the gap
When I am in the dark.
And you came, unannounced from nowhere straight to my heart
Giving life to the statue.
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