11.11 has become a ritual.
I wish and while my eyes
are still closed, I hear from you.
Yet, I wish the same everyday.

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11 : 11

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If between us,
Something exist
then it's the time,
cruel cruel time,
where every moment
is passing by
like a decade;
I just hope
we would be able
to escape it
before we run
out of time.

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O' how I hoped it would be you.
But my wish didn't come true.
It doesn't matter
if it is 11:11
or with hands folded
lookin up to Heaven;
not every wish will come true.
Mine didn't; not the one for you.

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I meditated today
and opened my eyes at 11:11;
but my 3rd eye won't open
until I ascend to my inner Heaven.
I must dedicate my self
to my inward odyssey;
so when I open my eyes
I'll see as I ought to see.

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