My Words

My words are few,
I'm reminded of the song Here Without You
Not thinking back to the past,
But, entered in my mind is the song AT Last
While flipping through the pages of my own words
To my surprise, I stopped at the third
Because I've been waiting so patiently
Well what do-you-know
All I had to do was allow myself to grow,
Take it slow
Remember we are strongest
When you and I are greatest
And greatness overcomes
All that overwhelms
Combined, we redefine the definition of prime

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