Dearest J, I let all the world know that meeting you I met the divine. I met the divine, O yes, I was in the presence, in pain, In the company of the divine. O yes, I would convert to anything you say, A lion, a dolphin, a sparrow, O yes, For flying with you just once, But the surgeon said that it was I, O, who moved, Turned to see the divine, And unlocked the cage of who I really am, O, and of the pain, the pain of looking, Looking but not finding you, Not seeing you, the pain of not seeing you O, little J, the wonder, magic from Asia, I hope, you exist, not imagined you Divine J, under anesthesia.

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