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Little Orange Fish

I wish, I wish
On this little orange fish
Why can't I have you,
On my wrist?

I miss you, I miss you
I didn't once have you.

I dream, I dream
Your hand in mine
Big holding small
Your arms tightly around me.

I cry, I cry
Without you,
Nothing matters.

I remember, I remember
The look on your face,
Your eyes shining bright,
And then it goes away...

I wish, I wish
On that haunted kiss,
So far away.



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