She Is My Priceless Jem - Poem by Michael Koelliker
Deep inside I am three.
One for Love, for passion, for mediation.
All I am is all I'll be.
To those I Hate, I bring frustration.
To those I Love, I bring glee.
Without Jem, my Heart is in a state of devastation.
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