Wish Transformation

Every single second, every single hour, every single day my wishes pop out their rearing heads. Some are charming, others are vile! My desire is to transform them into distant clouds residing at the back of my head, exiled from my heart; make room for the wishes of distant castaways who have been whispering for so long. Make room for them and call out to their hesitant owners " Whisper no more! Shout it out! Your wish will be granted! "