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DEDICATED TO MY FRIEND, WITHOUT WHOM  I DON'T KNOW HOW WOULD I BE ABLE TO SURVIVE SCHOOL, AND FOR HELPING ME SEE THE FUNNY SIDE OF THINGS WITH HER LAME JOKES, WHICH I LAUGH AT ANYWAY.

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 You are like the streaks of sunlight,

which I keep chasing on a gloomy day,

you're my ally whom I can always lean on,

you listen to my mindless talkings& dry jokes

And still, give me the most mindful advice I've known,

with you, I feel genuinely bonded 

Although we quarrel sometimes like opponents.


















































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