Because I saw you, back then, before anybody knew you.
I saw your potential, and I saw you poised to grow true.
I didn’t know what to expect from you, but I recognized.
My soul was jangled into awareness and instinct marked.
Then, I ignored you – for I hate and did not want obsession.
I did not want to fixate upon outcomes, nor rail vexations.
Until the day you arrived in front of me – and I remembered.
The way I felt for you back then remained, heat tempered.
I’ve reviewed your life’s accomplishments and see you rising.
You’ve become like me, after all – without compromising.
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