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with everyone around seeing nothing

of who I am. Then,

you see me and say

my name with that little winked smile.  And,

I crumble from obscurity to the one on throne,

surrounded by my lovely wife’s eyes.

You bring me to the pedestal I always avoided,

making sure we bring the world

a little more laughter than we cake take in; you

bring me to what seems to be a part of this world,

much more than I could ever carry alone.