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i am not very good,
at a lot of things.

i cannot paint you pictures,
Cause the beautiful
things in my head
cannot be translated.

nor can i sing to you,
as my voice has
a habit of falling flat.

nor can i play for you,
as my fingers fumble
when my thoughts cross
over to how you look,
watching me

but i can brush the knots
out of your hair,
and work the knots out of
your back when your day
has become too much to bear.

i am not good at much,
but i will be good to you.

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