AM (July 17,1978 / Manila)


a person who I hold dear
someone who is always near
never will let go no matter what happens
a strenght when I am weakened
a star shining bright from my heaven above
a knowledge of truth and love
a hand to hold on when my world shakes
a word that pierces when I need to be awake
worlds we made..the things we share
I will cherish 'til we are in this fair

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