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Your best days
When you’re cold and tired
In times of misdeeds and epic trials
In darkest night, and deadly long miles
I hold the flame high, your champion and saving grace
For whom but me, can be your ease
In your grandest moments and famous failures
I’ll hold you high so the edge can be grasped
I’ll pull you up, even by your own bootstraps
Perhaps you wouldn’t do the same, but I ask for none
Except your loyalty and heart
I am selfish, for I want your all
Your best days, your bravest soul
Your pretty smile for days on end
I want your laugh, your lust and love….
poem
by
Cody Williamson
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