Wish

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On the coldest of nights

as the city lights burn

warmth grows inside me.

But something is missing.

Something I yurn.

To stary skies

on starless nights.

I bare a wish I'll wish tonite.

The wish is this

if I could wish

I'd wish I could wish

and that is it.

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