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Like the hope that sunlight
brings to a new day,
I clinged myself to a possibility  of us.
Like stubborn rocks
at the bottom of the river
I stood still no matter the
inexistence of our time.
And like a small child
satisfied by so little,
I was replenished with your smile.

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