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Luckiest 1

This is to a very special person, 
Ever wondered how a person can be insanely kind,
and I am lucky to have one.
She likes to live freely,
And hide behind curtains.
Shy but she can fight her fights,
So that's makes her strong woman.
I am more of a go getter person,
Now and then I feed myself with aspirations,
She feeds me to be exact,
She pushes me,
To be a better person.
To see what I fail to see sometimes.
A guide and a confidante.
I know I am all sweet about her,
And you should meet her,
It will be a privilege. 
She chooses her enemies,
Hehehe because only few can tolerate her,
Because she believes firmly in keeping a few. 
Not everyone is bless to have that one person,
And I am exceptionally blessed.
To have this one person,
A craziest friend,
Chubbiest,
And my confidante.
So grateful.




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