Twenty-Three

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I look from where you stand,
I try to see it your way.
I ask if you're okay.
I forgive more often than I should,
I forget as much as I can.
I stand up for you when
you've thrown me down,
when you've thrown me around.
I look from your eyes,
I stand in your shoes,
I drink from your cup.
So when I stop, when I have no more to say,
that's when you know you've
really fucked up.

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