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*My Wish*

Though I know I've touched your
face a thousand times or more,
it is still foreign to me.

Though your voice should
comfort me, every word crashes
just one more dream.

Though I've tried so hard
for all my life, your love is hidden
far into a prism and I can not
find the light to shine upon it.

So I ask of you today:
Please give me hands that understand,
A voice to console my fears; and
The light to your love,
So that I might stop these tears.