Fish Wish
If my wish were a fish,
swimming through the sea
I'd call it over,
and keep it close to me.
For there's so many fish
in the vast sea,
that some shall die.
A great tragedy.
I keep mine close,
I won't let it stray.
It stays with me,
it won't swim away.
Sometimes it is better
to keep your wish
and imagine what could happen,
then to let it go
and have it die.
It may come true,
but then again,
who can tell
until the end.
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