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Jun 2013
Near or far,
I'll be there.
It matter not where you are.

Think of me in the flutter of your hair;
leave not my memory behind.
For here lies my soul bare.

Memories and years intertwined,
A bond we do form,
Perfection I do find.

We have weathered many a tremendous storm;
you are as mesmerizing as a rose-
unbreakable, beyond the norm.

Our book does not close.
A new-separate chapter,
enter the future with dignified repose.

I wish you full bellied laughter;
for we will both meet again after.
Written by
Steven Fried
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