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Johnny Cammish

Johnny Cammish

Blink

As I see her across the road,
I want to call out
‘Wait!’
I dream of running after her,
Of magically fixing things.
I blink,
And she’s gone.
I felt no anger or shame,
No desire to throw blame.
I just wanted to tell you
You are beautiful still

(2015)

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