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May 2013
Ask me what a True Friend is,
Without knowing it, I was describing you.
Yes you're weird,
                            I'm weird.
       We're weird.
But it's hard to find irritant when emotion backed up so logically.
                               You're a Grounder.
                                No ******* accepted,
                                Sympathy when needed.
                                Sound Advice offered.
                                Always listened,
                                Always supported.
Never noticed.
                       But you're still here,
Astounding no effort required.
It's nice to know someone's always there.
No matter how much time may pass.
     A silent support system
     That can always become loud.


**May 9, 2013
Nicole Potter
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Nicole Potter  Canada
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