I want,
I need,
I’m wishing. 

I hope that thoughts be clear. 
There’s very little
I won’t do
For those that I hold dear. 

So dearie, come
A little close
And listen,
Open ear–

The tales of those
Who’ve lived the most,
Tell truths that I keep near. 

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