i made a birthday wish.
on my 23rd year.
something to mark the day.
something to mark the year.
a desire for the future.
that could not be wished without my past.
i suck in the air, willing it to fill my lungs as it has done
so rhythmically and without failing for my entire life.
i held it one brief moment as i whispered my wish
to the hands of fate.
and...
now the world holds the wish.
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