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Feb 2012
You can't make plans, you only break them;
Being on time is a concept you don't understand,
All those little quarks,
Those little moments when I look at you and wonder "Why",
But then you say something so incredibly clever;
that has me laughing at your feet,
You taught me how to smile at a time that I didn't have a reason to,
I had never had a friend like you,
I don't remember the exact day you stumbled in my life,
But I know that I'll never forget,
Your high pitched voice and boney hands,
I found you,
And you became my best friend.
R A Sanders
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R A Sanders
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   --- and Caroline Grace
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