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sat in annother row waiting for the crowd to part just to see your face. Though the ghosts that surround you dont even see what I do, they huddle like they love. You appear. I fall to the ground, flat on my back, and stare up at the stars, wishing on each one the unknown wish the one everyone knows wont come true. now the stars begin to fall and the sun shows its ugly head now my fears are no longer hidden by the darkness in the sky and now you come to me, holding my hands, caressing my lips with yours and I cry this dream now true still feels like its only a wish. |
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