《 #WritcoPoemPrompt21 》
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You sat with me under the shade of the trees,
Reading out the words that made no sense,
Not once did you lose faith,
you let me be,
The slow and steady learner,
The butt of all the jokes,
Duffer! Failure! And a liar to them.

Even so
it's still hard to let the thought of us go,
your ginger and rum cologne,
the way you smiled when I was happy
filled this...