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Apr 28
It’s in the corners of our friendship where I feel most alive
where every single part of me can find no place to hide
and then every time I see you and you give me all your space
I find myself surrounded by a certain kind of Grace

it is with your hand in mine I walk a way I never could
and everything I do and say is just because I should
I have never known another who feels closer than my skin
who leads me out to waters and then teaches me to swim

that I have no closer friend than you has turned into a song
and in its very melody we’ve learned to sing along
I’ve always had a best friend because I have sisters and we are so close to one another’s pulse. but when you meet someone who’s not blood but feels like it, some words come forth.
Olga Valerevna
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Olga Valerevna  Vladivostok
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