How Is It That

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How is it that
Even in the thickest fog
I find inspiration
When I'm with you?

Words flow like an endless river
Through Great Dam blocking my mind.
My dearest muse
I find in you.
My greatest story
Is called Us.

Ever since we came together
My speech has faltered
But my words have become
Extravagant.

Though we won't go down in history
This book will never be famously published
Your pages will forever have a place in my book
My greatest story called Us.

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