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Jan 2010
Wishes never have come true.
Dreams were simply shows.
Lucky pennies don't do squat,
stars are just gases that glow.
Magic has nothing to do at all
with the happiness around today.
Whoever decided to make  that up,
must have lost their way.
Because despite the times that I have tried,
(quite a few if I recall)
magic failed to show anything to me,
to make me believe at all.
Written by
A Haseley
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     D Conors
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