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A crowd gathers to watch the paper crane floating by on an aqua pond,
aquiline noses tilting down to observe its carving path.
I heard once that if there were one thousand paper cranes that you folded by hand,
your dreams would come true.
I remember once I told my grandmother that.
I heard once that she was slowly dying.
I remember once I peered around her bedroom door, unnoticed,
and I watched her slowly folding a single crane, crying in defeat.
I stood all night after the crowd left, slowly folding a paper crane, remembering.
I hovered my crane over the water, wondering what forces pulled its current along
and wondering what forces pulled my grandmother along.
I hesitantly released my crane, a companion for my grandmother’s lone wishing bird.



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Kanji said...
Jul. 5, 2013 at 11:27 pm:
I have folded a thousend cranes just to grant one folish wish so I have to say that it's nice to have somone who understands what makes them so... Anywase thank you
 
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