I have a friend who has stuck closer than any brother and even though she is one million miles away, I do not think of her in that way, and that I am amazed; She always has an encouraging word to say, even if I am not feeling so well that day, She loves music in all its beauty and splendor, and will type it with all 10 of her fingers; Her words are spoken in a tenderly way as she carries on from day to day; Her name is Linda so I looked it up to see what it meant (pretty one) in which I consent and it is no accident, that it was chosen and given to her as a present; Virtue is moral excellence and goodness, its like perfume when your around it; its like a flower boca in wonderful spring day, like splash of water on a fire that has gone astray, this is linda and she will always be apart of my heart in all its ways...
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