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Nov 2018
And here I am,
the happiest I’ve ever been.
All because I’m in love,
and he happens to be my best friend.

When he sings to me at night,
it’s music to my ears.
I go to sleep,
for in my head is filled with beauty, love, and light.

I love him so much,
that silly spoon.
I just keep waiting for the day
when “now” is instead of “soon”.

For him I will wait,
and I would walk miles.
For him, he is worth it.
He is worth while.
O.K
Olivia A Keaton
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Olivia A Keaton  16/F/West Virginia
(16/F/West Virginia)   
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     ---, Serendipity, Healer and lovelywildflower
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