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Love Poem to my Roommates, Part 1

A looks sharp in purple.
She speaks clear; she knows what she says.
G shares joy in all the flavors.
L has an opera house in her bedroom.
K listens strong,
always willing to accept a hug.
L is a hug.
T dances all day.
She exudes spunk.
G feeds the lionhearted.

This is how we breathe,
with strong words that echo His.

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