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11:11 make a wish, we wish upon a simple number A number that does not actually exist but still we hope and wonder Catch that loose eyelash to blow it away, making a small plea in its blunder A detached follicle, aimless and dead but still we hope and wonder Flame on a birthday candle joyous and then put out, creating year-long wishes under a small breath only you hear and no other but still we hope and wonder Shooting star caught once in a lifetime sparkling in your awe with no sign of thunder only a hyper ball full of gas but still we hope and wonder Why we make wishes to no avail is a question hard to answer all we need is something false to latch onto so we can hope and wonder
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Jul 7, 2014
Jul 7, 2014 at 10:52 PM UTC
Wishes to No Avail
11:11 make a wish, we wish upon a simple number A number that does not actually exist but still we hope and wonder Catch that loose eyelash to blow it away, making a small plea in its blunder A detached follicle, aimless and dead but still we hope and wonder Flame on a birthday candle joyous and then put out, creating year-long wishes under a small breath only you hear and no other but still we hope and wonder Shooting star caught once in a lifetime sparkling in your awe with no sign of thunder only a hyper ball full of gas but still we hope and wonder Why we make wishes to no avail is a question hard to answer all we need is something false to latch onto so we can hope and wonder
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Jul 7, 2014
Jul 7, 2014 at 10:52 PM UTC
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