Wishing wishing wishes.
If wishing could dull my headache,
quiet my self deprecating thoughts,
unclench my jaw or lighten my boots,
I'd be up all night.
Every night.
Wishing on every light source
visible
through my basement window.
Incidentally, I cannot see the sky from my room's view and I've often wanted to skip sleep on account of the three lifetimes of books I possess that need reading.
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