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TRUE

Just meeting a couple of times with those dark brown eyes,
I never knew, you’d be the one always on my mind.

For the short times of different visits,
Who knew, I’d start to miss it?

Through all of the tender hugs and sweet kisses,
We parted, under God’s best wishes.

Gifted is he, a king of his own destiny,
Leading the blind, to lands of liberty.

In the million man march, you’re the one,
Reached out, touched my heart, under the sun.

You put your world aside, so grave,
Just to listen to, my every single cry.

Like a baby’s lullaby, you eased my pain,
Oh dear, like a soothing rain!

I tip my hat to you, O Gentleman divine,
For staying true to your word, oh so fine.

With gratitude, to you, I bow,
Thanking you, for all that you endow.

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