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Cheer Down
but I'd let us be in the room together.
It was hard at first because of how we lived;
you were standoffish; I had kids.
We fought, we yelled, we misunderstood,
but when one of us couldn't reach the offee,
the other one always stretched.
We never moved it to a different shelf,
even though if we had you could've reached it yourself.
You sulked, I hid; you didn't, I did,
but in the end, whenever I see
those hesitant eyes staring back at me,
I give in.
You stood alone in that barren room
and I decided
that an empty room filled with you
was one I could see my future in.
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