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" I'm always with you:-Hey,I'm with you,I'm always standing behind you ,To hold you whenever you fall.To fix your broken pieces,To hold your side &To hold your hand, even if everyone else refuse to.I'm always with you,No matter how much hard it become,& It doesn't matter, even if we had fight or some misunderstandings,Or since how long we last talked,But whenever you're in need,I'm always with you.I'm always with you,Without asking a single thing from you in return,Not even with any expectations,I'm with you because,I believe in you,I always care,I always understand things,That you fail to explain,That you feel shy to share& I understand even if you don't say.That's why I'm always with you..! ❤ "
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" Then, suddenly again, Christopher Robin, who was still looking at the world, with his chin in his hand, called out " Pooh!" " Yes?" said Pooh. " When I'm--when--Pooh!" " Yes, Christopher Robin?" " I'm not going to do Nothing any more." " Never again?" " Well, not so much. They don't let you." Pooh waited for him to go on, but he was silent again. " Yes, Christopher Robin?" said Pooh helpfully. " Pooh, when I'm--you know--when I'm not doing Nothing, will you come up here sometimes?" " Just me?" " Yes, Pooh." " Will you be here too?" " Yes Pooh, I will be really. I promise I will be Pooh." " That's good," said Pooh. " Pooh, promise you won't forget about me, ever. Not even when I'm a hundred." Pooh thought for a little. " How old shall I be then?" " Ninety-nine." Pooh nodded. " I promise," he said. Still with his eyes on the world Christopher Robin put out a hand and felt Pooh's paw. " Pooh," said Christopher Robin earnestly, " if I--if I'm not quite--" he stopped and tried again-- " Pooh, whatever happens, you will understand, won't you?" " Understand what?" " Oh, nothing." He laughed and jumped to his feet. " Come on!" " Where?" said Pooh. " Anywhere." said Christopher Robin.So, they went off together. But wherever they go, and whatever happens to them on the way, in that enchanted place on the top of the Forest, a little boy and his Bear will always be playing. "
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" Who are you anyway? What are you even doing here?”
“Haven,” she said quietly, peeking at him.
He gazed at her peculiarly. “Heaven? No, this definitely isn't Heaven. But I get why you’re confused, since I'm standing in front of you.” She stared at him, and he
cracked a smile. “I'm kidding. Well, kinda… I have been told I've taken a girl to Heaven a time or two.”
“Haven, not Heaven,” she said, louder than before. Nothing about the conversation made sense to her. “My name’s Haven. "
― J.M. Darhower , Sempre (Sempre, #1)