All I want
is to be held
so tightly
that all the sorrow,
stress and worry
have no choice
but to exit and to flee
and please please
none of this BS
about doing this solo
tackling this, just me.
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iaccidentlyatethewholething 
Everybody needs somebody.
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Isn’t that a song?
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Deano!
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G-d, girl… Smiles?
You are just so fri**ing brilliant, I’m having an apoplectic fit, over here (smile yet?) If you don’t get a mega-million buck book deal with your poetry, then I am really gonna have a hissy (ah, I think I see a grin). Really, you deserve it. Hope you want it. I think it would be great. Your cheerleader (tra-la-la- boomdeeyay…) – Randy (they call me eff*n “Smiley!”)
Cheers?!
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HAHAHA! Many smiles and at work too! eheheh
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Did you ever notice how knights in shining armor just show up at certain times, especially when you need them most? Perhaps they have friends in their mid-thirties to make you laugh and sweep you off your Cinderella slippers?
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Hehehe who are you lol
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Love this poem and picture!
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