How long since you wished on a star?

No, it may not help but your clarity sometimes is more clear.
When I was a child, I would seek out the brightest star. I would close my eyes and imagine how my wish might unfold. The curtains didn't open, and I was back the next night with the same wish.
It was simply a dream. A hope that one day my fairy tale might come true. *** I don't give up easily. My dreams as well as my writings will continue.
For the moment, my writings lay alone on a shelf in my brain.
The abused kidnaped child will simply have to wait.