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To define you, I say, my Best Friend, source of joy, rejuvenation, hope. How lucky am I? When tears flow deep, heart’s torn away, we contemplate, confide, and seek peace and harmony. When we need to be heard, it’s a phone call away, a favourite place to meet, and a cuppa tea for the soul. When we celebrate life achievements, successes, we laugh, cheer, cry a river of love and excitement. When the day ends, life is enrinched in a myriad of ways because of you - my Best Friend.
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May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 5:07 PM UTC
Best Friend
To define you, I say, my Best Friend, source of joy, rejuvenation, hope. How lucky am I? When tears flow deep, heart’s torn away, we contemplate, confide, and seek peace and harmony. When we need to be heard, it’s a phone call away, a favourite place to meet, and a cuppa tea for the soul. When we celebrate life achievements, successes, we laugh, cheer, cry a river of love and excitement. When the day ends, life is enrinched in a myriad of ways because of you - my Best Friend.
Dedicated to my best friend Apple:)
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50/F/Melbourne
May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 5:07 PM UTC
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