I have been to 4 different airports in the past week.
In each one I see guys that look like you.
Some of them carry guitars,
some have a face of white that should be olive.
They all have light eyes.
They all remind me of your name and your story.
I have to remind myself that you live in LA.
I have to remind myself that you're not who I see before me...
Until I'm standing in LAX.
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