Lucas
J Jennifer Birchall
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You knock on my door
And you lay with me
Like you did when you were three
Wanting to make sense of the world
I want to now know your world
The one I see glimpses of
The parts you allow
To me you could still be three
And we lay together making sense of this world
Only now with your knowledge so pure
I listen to your beauty in all you talk
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