You

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You must be magic

Or a curse had been placed on me

And you fulfilled the requirements to break it

You're pulling me out of my sea of depression

You turn darkness into

You are showing me the sky 

After I've been trapped in Hades for years

You remind me of when I was happy

When the bad things didn't seem so bad

You remind me of the good things that I loved 

That everyone buried

You've brought light back into my little universe

And no matter how many poems I write

Or songs I compose

I never can find the words for what you mean to me

So thank you

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