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The Beginning of US

By , Vancouver, Columbia

You watched me grow
And blossom into what’s now
A strong, independent, and confident body
You sat on my shoulder
Like an angel with devil’s horns
And were the markers on my mountain
You were my right-hand man
When no one was there
To see my face behind the mirror
You laughed at my jokes
When no one else did
And saw that happiness came from within
You pushed me past my limits
Into the depths of the sea
Just so I could receive
What was best for me
Understanding Self
Is so important
When you are your own best friend






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