What we could not give each other

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I was the chaos to his peace.

She was the mischief to my solemnity.

You bought peace to my chaotic life,
you bought chaos and laughter to my bland and dull life.
We gave each other what we could never give ourselves,
And for that truly...
thank you.
Thanks for showing me another part of life.

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