Wishing to the Thousandth Degree

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I picked one at random-
staking my future on it.
Then, muttered prayers were heaven-bound.
I hoped an angel would encounter
my plea and guard me.

On unfathomably dark nights,
I would pray for a streak of shooting hope-
Those were guaranteed.
The darting figure of a plane
was never enough.
Only lightyears between could intercede.

In the end it didn’t matter.
If it was above,
it was mine to wish upon.

Nasa Space Photographs

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