I dont get it.
I dont get the point of making a wish based on numbers on a clock.
Yet, the most amazing part about the human race, is that you do it anyways.
You do things even when they dont make sense.
So dear you four seemingly unimportant number ones on my vanity:
I will continue to wish upon you for as long as I live.
Why?
Hope.
Hope for one day, that the numbers will mean something.
Hope for one day that my dream will come true.
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