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You’ve known me,
almost all the days I’ve worked to know myself.
And it is wondrous strange
to see myself reflected in your eyes;
to glimpse my breadth of change
and too, that sameness, that fixed thread.

You are timeless, and when you laugh,
you bring forth every age I’ve known
and loved you through.
I want to see you laugh like that when we are old;
to see eighty seven yous shining back at me in mirth
under a 4:00 AM moon.

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