Just So
I saw it again but it wasn't the same
as the first time
I suppose time and its trick
has that habit of making you pick
out the best part
It's like love being the best
and each heart is a nest to
make homes in,
but I've seen it and now
I dream it and
I deem it worthwhile.
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