you told me
that you
had a dream
that I
sang like
a nightingale
you were
the only one
who believed
in me
among the
mocking laughter
clean the
dirt off
until mud
runs clean
weather you
realize it
or not
you came back
at exactly
the right time
it's been
too long
but we
don't have to
be alone anymore
it's a
pie-worthy moment
hang onto it
it's hard
to find
a moment
just as good
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
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