•wish
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when a shooting star
glimmers across the sky,
the gods above ask me,
"what do you wish?"
I wish for happiness to bloom
in hollow hearts.
not by material or wealth
but by love,
for love is so rare.
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Poetryblue |bloo| melancholy, sad, or depressed. sad and lonely in a strange city. poems are written by me. Copyright © 2018 by @aaryaeh
