There was a shrill
voice within,
Longing to see the
light
With each passing
moment
It grew louder and
bright.
It didn't stay there
for long
As louder became its
screams,
Sounds of
half-fulfilled wishes
And long abandoned
dreams.
And then I asked those
troubling voices
What is your wish and
what do you want?
It spoke, and I replied -Your wishes are
unreasonable,
And asking something
that I can't.
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