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Wishing doesn't make things happen.

But lately, that's all I can do.

Especially when I can't have the thing I'm wishing for.

And the thing I am wishing for, is you.

 

I wish you weren't so blind.

I wish you could see.

To open your eyes to the things around you.

I wish you could see me.

 

Like I said, wishing doesn't make things happen.

But I can't help it, it's what I do.

I can't change the way you see.

The only thing that can change you, is you.

 

Tell me when you decide you don't want to be blind.

When you want to see. 

I will come to you.

Maybe then, you'll finally see me.

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