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John James Mar 2020
I remember the first night that we met
I was a little less than a piece of trash on the boulevard
And you, you shined so bright in the sky
High above everything else like a street light
No further, comparable to the brightest of stars
From another's point of view we were not so different and yet
How can one compare a rock to a diamond?
You with all your fancy friends and lavish nights out
Me running rampant with nothing but alleycats of men, literal raccoons of society
When I look at you, and I can never look at anything else
Time moves at but the slowest of paces, enveloping my everything
Every breath I take feels as if it's my last
And every pulsation of my heart vibrates through each and every crevice of my soul
All I can of is Her.

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