Seeking the divine... a sudden flush of optimism !
It gets washed away just as soon.
Waiting in tedium...
A ticking leech in a nerve.
Everything is stuck at constipated eternity... even the words of deliverance don't come by...
The flags are out and so are the signals and every other damn thing.
But there's 'hope' - the curse of the opened box
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