i see you crying my dear friend
i see you with tears dripping down your face
i see your cheeks turing red
like a plump tomato
i wipe those tears from your eyes and cheeks
i see you start to settle down
i tell you to breathe and you do
i look into your eyes
you look in mine
then i realize that my dear friend is...
myself
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