" Wishful Thinking "
Wishful thinking blooms-
Petal made of almost and
Inception that won't let go.
I seek brighter skies-
But the clouds keep
Following
Like old adventures.
Night holds my secrets-
Wishful thinking glimmering soft
Like a time worn candle.
I sigh maybe-
Unsure if my heart believes
The sound of my voice.
Still, hope rises relaxed-
Stubborn as a daybreak that keeps showing up.
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