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Mar 2019
There are some days,
I feel like I’m stumbling through a suffocating haze,
But then I look into your brown eyes
And I feel free from the world’s lies.

There are some times
I feel like I’m paying for someone else’s crimes,
But then I feel the weight of your head on my chest
And I feel like I am at my best.

There are those dreadful hours
When I feel like I have lost all my power,
When I feel like I’m falling from some dreadful height,
But there you are, my glorious shining  knight.

Every time I feel like I’m being pulled under
You are there to save me, my amazing wonder.
I can’t even imagine how you became so fabulous,
But I know that I love you, my amazing Atticus.
Dedicated to Atticus.
McKay Bethlee Ouzel-Iroba
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McKay Bethlee Ouzel-Iroba  16/F
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