Life

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The one who is my hero
The one who is my Angel
They are the one who moulded me
The one who grown with me
The one who fought with me
They are the one who protects me
And I call them "Family"

The one who holds my hand
The one who holds my heart
The one who is my secret box
The one who is my chatter box
The one who shares lunch box
I call them "soulmates"

By time
Lovers may become haters
Haters may become lovers
And the priority keeps changing
Until we find the constants
We can't never get rid of,
And I call them "My Life!"

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