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Swirling in bad emotions
She doesn't know how to deal.
Wondering if just this time
her wordsmith will help her heal.
Takes shattered fragments to him
lays it out carefully.
He investigates the situation
And offers her harmony.
Always standing at guard
Willing to protect her.
Her guardian, an angel,
Friends, they always were.
They realized both were dealing
With some same life issues.
Comfort came as winter swept
Words handed, instead of tissues.
An escape, they are to one another
A reason to continue on,
Conclusions of nothing more
Have already been drawn.
Sometimes they joke around
Sometimes much more serious.
They have always been as they always were
Just a little more mysterious.
A pact made in silence
As if etched in stone.
Friendship with the wordsmith
Has made her never feel alone.
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