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Dec 2016
Two shooting stars.
Two wishes.
Two chances.

I saw two shooting stars tonight.
First, as usual, I wished for you,
for me, for us to become true.

Then, I wished for me to stop
wishing for the impossible--
that I'd stop wishing for you.
In the span of the 2 hours I spent lying on my roofdeck, stargazing, i caught two shooting stars!!

And I cannot help but think of you, wjh
Lunar
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Lunar  25/seaside soul
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