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Poor Aim

 
I looked up the other night to wish upon a star

All that could be seen were the clouds from the storm

The city lights seared the sky with reflected light

Not a single star could be seen

I made a wish anyway

There are billions of stars out there

I should be able to hit one I think

It must have missed the mark

For the wish I wished did not come true

Then again they never do
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