Posted: April 6, 2012 in cookies

Its a little passed seven, 

and the night has arrived. 

The stars start to glimmer, 

with the passing of time. 


We determined our faiths, 

with each little twinkle.

Unsatisfied by the results, 

we continue to gaze.


The stars start to a line, 

and we feel the sensation.

The hopes we feel, 

for something much greater. 


Is it the treasures,

that we deserately seek. 

Or is the hopes, 

that there might possibly be. 


Hope is what drives us, 

it is what we need. 

The moment of truth, 

we desperately seek. 


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