How do you cherish a wish itself
Even more than the star it seeks?
How can you bare misery’s bookshelf
When it has turned happy days into antiques?
What light could redeem intolerable pain
When all its shine creates desire
And makes your life feel like a shame
For all that the star could not inspire?
Yet in the glimmering will of hope
There is always a tiny chance,
To wash all pain away with the soap
Aglow in the night-sky dance.
And so you hope and wish forever,
Redeeming life’s cruelty never.
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