we want
more love, more time, more
sleep,
more of that,
more of this.
we want another spoonful,
another kiss.
we want what we can't
have,
and dismiss what we do.
we want
each other to be different,
to be like us.
we crave, we cry ourselves
to sleep.
it's only at the end,
as the light dims,
do our hearts say enough,
letting at last
the world to win.
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