From the book of poetry: A Conscious thought.
Life is possible because of you. Somehow, when the forces of sadness are upon me, you said the darndest thing to make me smile. Your show of care to build me up. Yet your world behind is in demise. How selfish, you tend to be tossing your love to strengthen me. Inside your heart keeps more to bare. Extend your plea and see me dare. Your cry indeed will slow away and quickly fade. ©
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