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My Needs Tend to Change
I went to the wishing well. I told the well I wanted to win the lottery.
The wishing well said it couldn't hear me.
I leaned into the well to be
clearer and fell in. I treaded water at the bottom of the well.
The well
asked me again what it was that I wanted. I said I wanted to get out of
the well.
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