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Feb 2015
I leaned too far over the edge,
when I wished on my penny
as it tumbled down the well.
I lost my balance and
plummeted after it.
So now I'm stuck at the bottom
of a wishing well.
and it is full of
tarnished coins and unfulfilled wishes.
No one waits in the tiny circle of light,
to throw down a rope,
and help me out of this hole.
Liz And Lilacs
Written by
Liz And Lilacs  America
(America)   
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