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Sep 2020
Your jacket
Is so big and warm
It makes me so bold
So calm

Your jacket – my jacket now!
I carry it everywhere I go
A little piece of home

It makes me feel queen
not because it's yours
or mine, but
because we made it

It fits me so well
In a weird, uncommon way
It makes them stare
It makes me bloom instead

Some people frown on my jacket
Because it’s too much for them
I have to look other way,
Never get caught in their jails!

My friends agree: we can’t understand
Fully all of this
But we do see your glee
How you beam when he appears
In your phone screen

And this jacket is somehow my life
Because it makes me feel so nice!
I got used to its comfy touch
Now I can’t just live without!

I pull it out the closet
The power overflows.
It’s a tiny token
That brings me back
To our love
Courtney O
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Courtney O  27/F/Madrid
(27/F/Madrid)   
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