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Eureka Eureka!

I cracked a silly joke
You humored me

I was childish about so many things
You were patient

I told you I was sleepless
You worried about me

I jumped with joy after my results
You jumped with me

I was scared to be Jo-less
You were there for me

I wanted a shoulder to lean on
You gave me yours

I panicked I'd lost a friend
You heard me out

I fought with M
You calmed me down

I worried about D
You consoled me

I was confused about life
You guided me

I was lost and aimless
You showed me the way

I was unstable and unsure
You were my rock

I was so blind about things
You said "It's for keeps "

I just want to tell you
how much I value,treasure and love you
And want you to know
That I,too, want "it" for life..
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