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Mar 2017
I made a friend
Out of an acquaintance
Or did he make
Himself my friend?
I'm glad we crossed paths
For he helps me appreciate
The magic of everyday life
When he shows me the mirror
In which I see clearer
I am not my sins
I am not my flaws
All the scars that make me
Are a part of me, not me as a whole
I am love, as he calls me
And I now learn to see it everyday
I am gratitude, that I have friends like him
I am joy, that I can experience this
Now, and every single day!
This one goes out to a kind soul, a sweet friend, an eloquent poet.
Dhaara T
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Dhaara T  India
(India)   
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