#10

I made it past the tenth anniversary of August tenth.


You had found me.

You just needed a little direction.

Thru the myriad of people,

We found each other.

Only to lose each other.

Thru the myriad of people.

You strayed off course.

You had lost me.

And I waited for you to find me.

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