Reconfigured Being
Thus it was a warm and bright summer day
When I met a new friend ever So nice
For that night we talked until it felt as if it were May
For I do love my friend as if I'd rolled lucky dice
She helped me change into who I am now
Though she didn't know what happened then
Because of what she did, I can be her to sow
The future of what is written with my pen
By years long past, I've hurt and ached
But now through one I may be cured
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