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We spend every passing day yearning for our moment, waiting for our turn. Wecheer on others when they shine their brightest. We pace back and forth as weanxiously anticipate our breakthrough to arrive, but only to find out that the pathis not straight; there are bumps and diversions that can only be rectified by time.This is a collection of poems about the wait, the hurt, and eventually, the alignmentof our fates. The game of life is all about patience and hope. These poems arefor all of us who have spent sleepless nights and lived mundane routine days -knowing that when the clock is finally in our favor, everything will finally makesense.There is a time for waiting. There is a time for hurting. But after every detours anddelays, destiny persists and everything will align.All we have to do is wait.