he jump around like the that James Brown
and when i fell out my wheelchair
you there to calm me down
i like how you pick me up like an coffee cup
still remember the fragrance of your beans
and how well dressed you look in your jeans
somehow you slide in my dms and poems
do you remember my presence
how much i tried to figure out
the perfect sentence
what you wore all about ?
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