on wishing


hellos, goodbyes, crashing, docking, burnt down, crumbling, little pieces into built up ashes, phoenix flying, flying, fire red wings become burning stars in the sky sailing across the dark night sea

turning into wishes, turning into hope, turning into destiny.

puffs of dandelion, then you sneeze.

waiting for 11:11, you’re late.

pendant on your clasp, it might break.

but never stop wishing.

throw a penny into a fountain, break the wishbone, take care of the tiny eyelash that’s fallen off your face.



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