Thoughts....

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As I gaze at the dark night

I wish I had someone to hold me tight

Because I am truly in a great deal of fright 

Although I am not  afraid  of the night 

I hope that there is no sunlight.


I know never to keep my hopes high  

Because if I do, I might start to believe I'll thrive

Though everyone tells me I won't survive

I still want to strive 

And maybe even fly.... 


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