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Oct 2019
I catched a glimpse of you,
Running through the moonlight.
You climbed the barricades again,
Because you fight day and night.

I didn't see your face that night,
But I know you looked beautiful.
And even though there's chaos here,
You made my world feel peaceful

I see you standing there, every day,
Waving the big red flag.
But you're so far ahead of it.
It's not the revolution, it's me, you outdrag,

I see you fight here all the time,
And I get filled with pride.
So as long as we'll stand on the barricade together,
We don't have to hide.

You are my barricade boy,
And the revolution is ours.
And someday we'll fill the world,
With black and red flowers
"Enjolras" I heard you whisper. Γ„nd what's your name-" But our lips met before I could whisper back. "My name's Grantaire."
Your Local Grocery Store
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Your Local Grocery Store  Non-binary/Aisle 13/He, Him
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