The Sacred Wish

My wish for me and you, our dreams to shine as they come true.

Our thoughts to shed their mournful self, the notion of potions made in the cell within the gates of hell.

The creative riddle to shape by the blow of a whistle.

Make life what you wish by the blink of an eye, super sonic missile.

Broken mind and tissue, living in the world dealing with each issue.

Everyday I miss you, just wish to hold and kiss you, make this world fade away.

Go to a land where we made, mold creations live our way.

Live our life, no harm in the way.

My wish I make today.

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