Besidewalk.

 

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I hold her,

But I feel like I’m the one

Who may fall down.

I hold her tight,

I might say something

Stupid…

But right now,

I hold it together.

We are close together,

And whether,

…and if

she falls…

I am here clutching at fabric

and my face is nestled into her hair,

which is not at all like a bird’s nest…

Resting heart rate,

 friends wait,

then go on ahead.

My head

on her head,

here we stand.

And if she falls,

If…she falls,

I’ve got her.

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