Sally
I choose to call her Sally,
because she holds a place
no one else can reach.
There’s something about her smile
Yet I can only call it perfect.
And in her eyes,
a spark lives,
the kind that ignites fire,
the kind you can’t look away from.
And somehow,
just being near her
feels like coming home.
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