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There was a meteor shower.
And I did not expect it,
but in the quietest of moments,
I saw a star rush down to meet me in my cold walled city of light.
And though my life has been comprised of wishes and the desire for cliche,
in that moment, I forgot my wish.
I forgot my first chance at the magic of a real wish, 
as custom dictates beyond birthday candles and eyelashes and dandelion tufts.
And when the childlike wonder coursing thickly and wildly through my veins finally settled back into a steady rhythm,
I felt the child in me smack myself upside the head and berate me that we missed our chance,
-to find real love 
-real magic
-to fly
-to wake up in the morning with some extraordinary supernatural power wrapped up in a neat little sack beneath my pillow,
Because "Starlight star bright,
first star I see tonight"
will never work if I continue to see the millions before the single.
And I know they are all there where I am looking,
even though the light drowns them out,
but when the quick white trail of spirit dust and wonder is set in motion before my eyes,
I regress into the wistful yearning of an optimistic fool.
But if I am space dust,
and a body made of particles from earth and time,
then surely this echo, this passing mound of metallic fire is also me,
and I must grant my own wishes.

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