Dear
Woman-I-dreamt-of- a-hug-from,
the bridge that you cannot seem to cross is the one
under which your little boy waited alone
to sell off his shy song
to the friends with all the Coolness and the
Girl with all the mistakes.
Thought you'd want to know.
Hug
hug
hug,
Girl with all the mistakes.
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