Asking The Sky
Daybreak stains the horizon -- she wipes tangerine streaks low on a waking sky.
I am here again, where I have always been at my window throwing wishes at the dawn.
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I look at a half moon in the sky
tracing empty hearts against the night
the stars never answer
if you'll ever be mine
I only want a couple things
happy and satisfied
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