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There are people ...
There are warm people, like the summer sun,
Like the gentle wind and like the children fun.
They warm you to the very bottom of the heart
Their word treats you like a fine art.
There are warm people, like dear hands,
They send the light to all the lands
They calm you down in moments of dashing,
They support you when you need anything.
God bless you, my darlings!
Thursday 8th November 2018 2:42 pm
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