J is for Justin
Brian’s thoughts:
Justin’s smile.
Justin’s tears.
Justin dancing.
Justin snoring.
Justin painting.
Justin’s hand cramping.
Justin’s lips.
Justin and the fiddler.
Justin’s jambalaya.
Justin unconscious.
Justin walking on a crowded street.
Justin leaving for New York.
Justin back home with me and lying asleep within my arms.
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