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Oh angel of the north,

as I sit here thoughts of you spring forth,

of when we first met,

it was in checkers upon the internet.



Who would have thought that we would have grown so near,

for in my heart I can say that you, to me, are dear,

God has shown us many things,

even through all the boots and pings.



Yahoo may be our vessel and voice,

but it's the spirit behind your words that causes me to rejoice,

I love you as a friend, sister, and more,

but I'm trusting in God to open that door.



So I sit here thinking of you,

are you asleep or are you waking anew,

are you warm or cold,

do you feel young or old?



Is your sickness drifting away,

for we are one month closer to May,

I pray that you are doing well,

and I await the stories you have to tell.



No matter what God brings our way,

wether we are friends forever or married someday,

our bond is strong, pure, and true,

and I'm always... thinking of you.