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Found you stuck on a median,
Standing in the dark drizzle with those
Sad eyes and cold cheeks, huddled
Within yourself, and hoping I
Wouldn’t mind having to rescue you,
But that’s what love is, that’s what
Life leads us to be: heroes in the
Minor moments, when we could be
Assholes, but only see the work
That needs done and the warmth
Of knowing the ones we must protect
Are safe and sound and warm at night

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