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You were always there,
for me to lean on
when things got rough,
when nothing seemed
to go right.
Your shoulder was there
for me to lay my head on,
and your warmth brought
me away from the cold.
Your hands steadied me
when I was about to fall
and your arms embraced
me when I was near Death.

How come you knew exactly
what I needed,
but I knew nothing of you?