Wishes

Would your finger wish your hand harm?

Would your finger wish your arm harm?

Would you?

Well-being is a choice

One that helps the body rejoice

For its master

Would you, a small part of this universe

Wish harm

On your larger self

Your whole?

No not at all

Well being comes from well wishing

Wish well

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Hello My Old Self

I did not know

Where she went

Or where to go

To find that girl that glared through my mirror

Hello my old self

Where did you hide

Did this world rip you out from my insides? 

Did the glass prove too sharp

And life too dim

For me to ever see you again wearing that innocent grin