I'm afraid I might lose my wish before I make it
Loving the idea gently
Caressing it slowly
Impatience and doubt
Fear
Longing for freedom my heart's desire presses
Reeling from experience my mind rebels
Having waited for nothing I continue
Seeing the potential to wreck
Fighting not to avoid
Thinking of losing
If you never try
With every triumph there's a loss
And every pain gives way to clarity
I cannot wish away this feeling
Follow it I must
Even if wrong something beautiful will be learned
In pain or in triumph
Hoping my wish comes true before long...
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