The Last Wish
I don’t wish on children’s games.
I’ve watched the stars come and go
And have made only two wishes at the ones that fell
But now I wish I never wished away that last star for a moment of feeling.
Instead stored it away in my steamer trunk for a rainy day
And experienced something more than just a moment of affection.
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