Numbers of waiting were listed.
Numbers of hope were fantasied.
Through You I bear my calculations,
where the sums are my trusted destiny.
None came through,
neither did it stayed.
Through that I bear my assumptions,
as might that Unworthy Plans, worth unimplemented.
a plan is not a plan unless u have a plan B... Back up plans la basically..
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