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A poem about a friend of mine. |
| Born two years and nine months after myself, She is quite a sight to see Her eyes sparkle with the essence Of the sun shining on the earth Hair of chocalte brown While her favourite colour being the blue of the sea Her spirit shines with the strength of the sun and The beauty of heaven Her kindness and love knows no bounds As does her beauty The greatest of all friends To have her as one would be the greatest of gifts Only to be beat by having her as something more It pains me to see her sad Even more because I live so far away I envy the guy that gets her as his wife I would do anything for her even give up my life |