wishes

There is a wish, 
At least,
At last.

When none are left.
And none,
Were ever right.

Though thought,
And worry
Hurried them;

When
There was,
Everything against.

Now we wish for more
And more,
Of less and 
Less.

And with what's left,
The Freedom to do the right thing.
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