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She called out to me,

I was surprised she knew my name.

I walked up to her,

Carefully helped her up.

I asked her if she was hurt,

She shook her head no.

I asked her how she knew my name,

She laughed.

She said how could she not know the name of the boy who makes everything come together,

Like magic.

I smiled,

She knew who I was.

I walked her home.

Made sure she was safe.

She hugged me,

Tightly.

I felt at peace,

She thanked me.

Her small frame against my tall strong one,

We fit,

Like puzzle pieces.

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