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Song of Myself


Going to that place we all enjoyed Seven or eight hours just to see family we have visited them all since i was young short visits here and there never staying for very long When we left we were always upset thinking we weren't coming back Then we realized it wasn't the end and we would see them again. It was a sad day when we left our home. The one with all our memories, good and bad leaving ones you hold so close to you heart friends crying as you wave goodbye Clenching onto that last memory you gave them to remember you by. Thinking this is the last time you will see each other. Moving here was a blessing in disguise. I met her here and im glad. She is the best anyone could ask for. Going to church and everyone thinking i was her. I was a priceless moment that nonded us forever. She will always be my best friend. Joining my second family was the best decision I have ever made. They are all one of a kind all having beautiful talent. No one will ever understand the bond between us. We share an unbreakable bond that even moving on will not break. There is only one force imaginable that could keep us from each other and even He wouldn't do that.
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