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Your a maker of your medicine.

Laughter tugs on the corners of your lips...

As you inhale the sweet nectar aloud,

I can hear you giggling in my dreams!

Healing you,

Medicating me.

Surrounded by the warmth of common souls,

As different as each breath we do release.

Flowing and growing up with you...

You always get my jokes,

You laugh even when I'm not funny.

Marking my memories with purest delight,

Body and soul in flight.

Cartwheeling through the clouds,

Making my own medicine...

Accepting each day as the most wonderful gift.

As I sift through daydreams of you.

Destined to know,

Destined to laugh!

Thank you for holding my hand,

Demanding nothing,

Only laughter!

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