My friend

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    My friend

    He waits for me everyday
    with anticipation no one will understand
    he provides me with love, companionship, and no regrets


    He is always there when I need him
    he never leaves my side
    his affection is like no others
    he's my only guide

    He knows no color, shape, or size
    he measures his love
    with no heart size


    He's the cat's meow
    his sass, his personality
    are no match for this friend


    His name is an oxymoron
    a representation of opposites
    his name is short for hermit
    but with him by my side

    I will never know the meaning
    for him & I will never be hermi...

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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