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My Best Friend


There is a place inside my dreams, I see you standing there. Your beauty captivates me, the sun shining in your hair. Another day of fishing, the pole becomes your hand. All I can do is smile cause I am the one who understands. In front of us a running river, behind us a forest of trees. We can hear the birds singing, feel the warm gentle breeze. Sitting on the beach digging sand between our toes. Today we may catch some fish, but then again who knows. Soom night will fall and the stars come out shining bright. We are lying next to the campfire holding each other tight. Talk the night away, I never want it to end, It's so amazing to be in love with my best friend...
 
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Heather Marie Reid
2005
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