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The Cruelty of Wishes

I wished for utterly nothing, things that would keep your life the same

Like a text heavy refrigerator magnet, or maybe an old board game

But for the life of me I wouldn’t stay still for now or even later

I’d bound around the cliff and push you off

Creating a masterful grapefruit shaped crater

And believe me I’d hover

For a second to discover

The real mess I loved to create

The wishes you’d beg for that I’d had; I knew I was a traitor

But if wishes were fishes…

I’d still never stay still now or even later



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