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Jan 2015
You don't notice
how lost I've become
in trying to see who you are
and who you want to be,
because I want to know
every last version of you.
I want to see your darkest parts,
the ones that you keep hidden away.
Even the ones you've kept buried in the backyard
that have never seen the light of day.
I want to see your brightest parts too
I want to see them shine
like the stars
that I know you are made up of.
I can only hope
that one day
you will remember me
as the boy
who has held every version of you
close to his heart
and loved them all the same.
Nicholas
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Nicholas
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   ----, Aisha Ella and Jamie King
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