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Waiting for the Bus

Written by Anna Keiko

Translated from the Chinese by Germain Droogenbroodt 

Narrated by Bill Wolak


I’m waiting for the bus

Many busses depart from or pass by 

They go to different places

But there is no bus to take me where I want to go 

I am still waiting, from winter to spring 

Nobody cares about the people waiting for the bus 

They walk, or they run 

I wait from dark till dawn 

Trees hibernate and wake up, 

So do the birds, too

What happened to mankind in thousands of years? 

Only a few stars awoke 

I don’t know the distance to the place I want to go 

I keep waiting . . . 



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