I knew you were in a midst…
All tucked away perfectly hidden amongst the mundane mist…
In a world of shiney and new…
You remained hidden more precious than gold times two…
More lovely and rare than best diamonds of a red hue…
Invisible to the common man…
But in a world that matters… You take the tallest stand.
You flew and sailed… You knew yet failed… You had a clue yet yelled…
You loved yet wailed…
I knew a hurt was coming…
I knew it would still be worth loving…
I knew the hurt was coming…
But I knew My Love was worth loving…
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