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Oct 2013
I wish I was good at music
so I could express myself in song.

I wish I was good with words
so my voice could be heard.

I wish I was good with paints
so each brush stroke would scream my name.
I wish I was good at any kind of art
so you could tell me apart.

Apart from the masses all trying to be the same.

I wish I could tell you I'm different. I wish I knew how to play the game.
So that one day, just maybe, people would remember my name.
Written by
Amy Alien  on the edge of reality
(on the edge of reality)   
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