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Jan 2017
You, one of a kind.
I say, I'm sick.
And instantly you are there.

Caring for me.
Warming me.
Even when there's no need.

Yes,  you one of a kind.
One I'm proud to call mine.

An ear that listen and don't preach.
A person I can reach out too.
Whenever in need without getting a denial.

Yes, you're one of a kind.
Guided on this earth by an higher power.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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