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Matrix
When life goes awry
You stand like a rock beside me
When I cry
Your mane is there to dry my eyes
Through all seasons and storms life throws my way
Your strong back carries me
When life tumbles down around me
Your eyes speak to my heart
Assuring me of better days
My shelter in torrents of rain
Your presence; it keeps me sane
-Tanya Petkau
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