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Circle of Needs


The air that I breathe,

the skin that I am in

the food that I eat

keeps me alive again.

 

The love I receive

and the love that I give

keeps my heart beating loudly

allowing me to live again.

 

My eyes help to guide

my footsteps along the way

The ears that I hear with

keeps me tuned to everyday

 

The circle of family, friends and strangers alike

keep me social and dare I say important and liked

 

So, see there is no one thing I can pick you see

because the circle is endless and helps to complete me!

 

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