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Dec 2012
Wishful thinking was all it was
It was never anything more.
I tell myself to not look back,
But still there is the allure.

If I had just wished a little harder
My request made more sincere.
I would have everything I needed
All that I hold dear.

But wishing never makes it so
It only prolongs the pain.
For wishing is just only that
A plea to stop the rain.
Written by
Daisy Time
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