Chapter 9 of 30

Last Night

The Poetry She Wrote. ✔52 words~1 min read

I stayed up last night,

wishing to get a glimpse of the second star,

for I so wanted to make a wish.

to be anyone but not myself for a while.

It was just a wild wish,

that didn't come true,

that will never come true.

Pity, I waste my time 'wishing'.

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