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On a Strip of Paper I Wrote...

I was lucky
to have
met you.

Fortune to
get to
know you.

Honored to
call you
my friend.

Blessed to
have loved
and be loved
by you.

Cursed to
have lost
you.

Dead to
have hurt
you.

Condemned to
have lived
at all.





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Odessa_Sterling00 said...
Sept. 10, 2011 at 2:34 pm
It's a nice little poem.
 
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