How many times,
must we blink our eyes,
in order,
to get,
ahead,
how many times,
must we,
compromise,
in order to know were well read,
and how often,
i truly do wonder,
does this world,
we live in,
distort,
who it says we are,
because i wish,
i truly do wish,
that i could wish,
upon a star.
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