Anticipation
It is hunger with a goalHaving to wait forever
Trying one's patience
The restless nerves
Eating away at your core
Telling you constantly
That it's time to move
Even though you still
Have an hour before you can
There is nothing like it
Waiting for something
With delay after delay
The seconds ticking away slowly
Moment by moment by moment
Gnawing at your will
Then it happens, the wait is over
Before you know it, so is the thing
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