seven.

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i remember when
i told him that i was nothing
and he smiled and grabbed my hand
and said
close your eyes
and press your hands against them
what do you see ?
and i had said tiny white dots
and he told me galaxies full of hope and promise
and planets full of stories and love
and stars filled with light and color
and when i opened my eyes he stared at me and said
what you just saw
is what i see
when my eyes are open
and on you
you might see yourself as nothing but to me
youre everything
(k.g)

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