You were always
my 11:11 wish
and right now,
I'm still hoping that
the stars would find a way
to make my wish come true
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Thoughts Of A Teenage Introvert
PoesíaCompilation of unorganized thoughts that weigh me down at 4 a.m.
21 | crossed fingers
You were always
my 11:11 wish
and right now,
I'm still hoping that
the stars would find a way
to make my wish come true
