I saw you through the lens of my life
The ham of the years
the fat
the bone
Grew to meet some semblance
your eyes willed to see
at times a boat lost at sea
Not much of a dock though
A moving piece of
whatever erupted from the past
pumping out crazy theories
about what this life could be
You saw me through the lens of your life
my rises and falls
you hid laughter and tears
a testament to my hopes
to my fears
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