When I think about my journey
From a quiet secret keeper
To a roaring advocate
I think of all the roads I traveled
The people I met
The ones who guided me
And the ones who led me off course
I always think of you first
You showed me where the trail begins
Where it ends
And all the hidden courses along the way
You cheered me on
You comforted me
You defended me
You advised me
Without you, I'd still be quiet
Without you, I'd still be numb
You gave me hope
You were my hope
Without any expectations
Without any promise of payment
You respected my space
And my needs
You are the one true friend
In a world full of lies
Thank you for saving me
Thank you for being you
Thank God for you
I have one thing to say but I don;t have to actually say it. just read my mind.
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