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The wind was finally settling 

The rain was slowing down 

My tears were drying up

What got lost was being found 

I let down my guard

Stepped out from the cover

I read your writing

I study your art

everyones

everyones

everyones.

I read things

and study the names at the bottom

wondering about the life.

Somehow he always finds me 

In the hallway

At recess 

Always

Me. 

I long to ask the question 

Why?

Why me?

Why not anyone else?