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Seven Years of Whim
I met him one night,
nearly seven years ago,
He floated above my bed with curious eyes,
"who are you?" i asked
he seemed shocked and answered
" you can see me?"
being tired i reached and touched his cheek
"how can i not, your right in front of me"
He began to cry,
and i asked why,
he only shook his head and grinned
"i am James"
i smiled "Call me Curi"
He stayed with me all that night
holding hands until sunrise.
now he is my best friend,
my invisible companion,
he knows my heart,
and i know him,
we are each others
seven years based off of a whim.
