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To The One...


To the one that guided me through mountains and valleys when nobody did,

The one that always wrapped me under their wing when nobody did,

The one that always loved me when nobody did, 

 The one that defended me when nobody did,

O great one, though I have nothing for your great service...

I give gratitude and blessing to thy actions to help me,

If I I didn't have thy guidance that helped me so,

I would scatter across the floor like an urn thrown from a great altitude,

I would melt down to how a glacier thawing after being in harsh sunlight,

Once again...Thank You.

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