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hopeful
It’s a full moon once again while
staring into the putrid inky lake on the night of my 15th birthday.
I start to wonder about my hopeless desires for the beautiful animals that once had homes and families near bye.
I stood outside till night in hope there would be a falling star so I could wish things back to normal.
Just before I set of to go back home for my nights rest a bright shooting star peaked its way across the sky.
The star was one of the most beautiful things I had ever seen to take place at the lake.
I wasted no time and wished for the beauty to return to the lake.
I woke up the next day and the beauty of the lake returned.
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I am also the putrid inky lake
The animals represent what I want in life.
Point is without hope things can seem hopeless
Don’t be the putrid inky lake.
Be the star in the sky.
You will go further in life.