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FOR
CHRISTINE
And the storm of grief rolls in
Only you remain
No tempest could shake you
No lashing out of wild pain
Chaos still raging
You are anchored true
I know no harbour ,wildly roaming
..but always finding you
NO INTRODUCTION NECESSARY
When others thought talk would help
You knew timely to listen
When others crowd my days
You were in my lonely shadows
When I chide and I chastise
You sit ,and you wait
You never need to be told
You always understand
And me?
I call you FRIEND
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