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My Hero

December 5, 2017
By Anonymous

Tall
Broad shouldered
I could recognize him
From a mile away
His knees exposed
From behind the holes
Of his black jeans
The wonderful sound
Of his Australian accent
His angelic voice
Soft as velvet
Or rough as sandpaper
Happy
His smile is the north star
On a clear, cloudless night
His embrace
Warm and enveloping
Talented
His fingers dancing effortlessly
Across the guitar neck
My idol.



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