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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