Wobbly
I loved seeing your face, unexpectedly, I was affected. In the coldness of work, you were a warm hug of delight. We cannot ever meet, for the simple reason I would have to stare at you and make it weird; happy in the silent thoughts of you, my friend. We may never walk side by side; walking would be a challenge for my wobbly legs. Not sure how you change my physiological normality by being you, just you, but you do.
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