Waiting
Why?
What did I do wrong?
You said you were coming back.
That I was a good boy.
So, why?
Why haven’t you come back?
I hear footsteps all the time.
But its not you.
I hear cars all the time.
But its never you.
I can see people coming and going all the time.
But it still isn’t you.
Where are you master?
You said I was good dog.
Why haven’t you come back?
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