Heard of tales beyond and near of the wishing well,
I hope not to die before my wishes come true, but should I become a tale as those before me,
Dare I wish to be the people's wish,the wishing well itself...
I've seen in my days the setting and rising of the sun, oh how my heart aches at the knowledge of all those wishing to be whole again.
With every breath a prayer is said,with every sweat a tear is shed and on and on life goes on round the clock.
So I die a gift to humanity pray thee a wishing well,wish upon me and I will do as I can
©ivyspen

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