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It's hard to explain this feeling of everything.


You're like my sheild from the world.
The little thing that keeps me closed off from everything I could be getting into.
You're my getaway when things are too much to handle, and I just can't take it anymore. I come to you, and you say something soft, and then suddendly things will be fine in time.
You're my teacher, always showing me what I can do, and how I can do it.
You're my best friend, I'm always having the time of my life when I'm with you.
You're my worst enemy, You're always telling me what I'm doing wrong.
You're my wrestler, I always try and tackle you to the ground.
You're my music, I hear your voice everywhere, and it comforts me.
You are .. my world.

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