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Lessons in love

I was young and naiive
And didn’t know the meaning of love
Found it hard to understand
What was so clear to everyone else
Was caught up in things I couldn't fathom
In a web of confusion and misunderstanding
I had no way of clearing
Until you came along
And changed the way I saw things
You helped me rediscover who I was
And take pride in what I was
And even though we’re not meant to be
Even in the final act 
You looked out for me
You showed me the way
To a higher purpose
You led me to fulfillment
And went your way
For that I am blessed
We will always be friends
In the way friends are meant to be
Well wishers who mean the very best
And not casual acquaintances
Or people who foster bitterness.

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