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Hopes being held. My hands joined for a prayer, I apologize to the sky for doubting my destiny. Thinking of many of our nights and how they passed by like a swirling star in the night. At dawn, I remember what memories are made of and I let myself float in the dark. A stranger looked in one of my crying eye. That drop I tried to hide for so long escaped through my dazzled mind. Howling my guts out, when the wolves disappear in the crowd.