Spring afternoon when I missed the goal post

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a miracle,
You approached to me first,
took interest in my life
told me to do things
that you were doing
I should've asked why?
but like always I gave in
It felt out of the world,
when you offered and insisted
then singled me out
like even though I was the ugly duckling
among the swans
you praised me, not shy or in quiet
but yelled across the field
with my name on your lips
It felt unreal, that you
payed attention to me
thank you,
I'll remember that

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