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May 2013
I made a path for us down the southern street
We never got the chance to meet
any other way
but here we are.
I built a staircase for us to climb together
to hold onto the steps in case we fell
I made them sturdy and rough so we wouldn't slip
I wanted to make sure you wouldn't hit your head
I wanted to make sure I wouldn't sprain my ankle for the millionth time
or trip and bump my knees or elbows.
I grasped hold of you easily
as soon as you came to me in my dreams.
They say
"when you find the one you'll know"
but I knew it all along
Even before I knew you at all.
Written by
Aja Bird
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