We Meet Again - A Poem
The day I met you, I was still searching for who I was outside of what is external
The day I met you, I was a dove that thought I was a seagull, pretending I had a beak built to dive for fish too
The day I met you, you were the ocean that didn’t know which ways the tides were turning
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