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Wishing rock
Was it held
With tender fingers
Reaching for my hand?
Was it tossed
With thoughts reciprocal
of my wishes rushing
from this dark night
toward your sunlight?
Was it left
With nostalgic sorrow
Peppered with stray rays of hope
for Someday?
My wishing rock
Would be for you
With tender fingers
Reaching for my hand?
Was it tossed
With thoughts reciprocal
of my wishes rushing
from this dark night
toward your sunlight?
Was it left
With nostalgic sorrow
Peppered with stray rays of hope
for Someday?
My wishing rock
Would be for you
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