Inspiring poet

I write this for my very best friend who helped me with writing poetry.

At first when you wrote you were unsure of your beauty,
But metaphorically I brushed your chin and held your head high,
You and I progressed writing more and more,

Your writing at most,
At first your writing was just a seed,You worried if you ever should have planted it,
But now it is not just one, but a field or flowers, But not just any flower...Roses,
You writing moves me It made me feel you as a person, It is alomost as if our minds are 1,
Not just one but 1 You bleed, breath, and live beauty throughout, your writing and I only try to suck up what intelligence you leave behind in your work, I guess you cannot really call this a poem, maybe I have much more to learn ,But you must now you are, in my young and yearning eyes, an Inspiring Poet

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wow...inspiring haha