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Comet's wish

I saw it flashing through the sky
a thought
a streak
a wonder

“A shooting star!â€?
“A comet, oh!â€?
Make a wish, they said
I smiled, a secret
on my mouth
I knew
what they did not

A comet’s purpose
is not to be wished on
But
to wish
on us.

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