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We used to call and talk
For hours at a time,
We share everything
Nothing is mine.
We tell our hopes
Our fears, and our dreams,
We all have something in
Common it seems.
We always share our thought together
So much we always say,
But now we are all
Going out seperate ways.
Family, careers, anything
We choose, we own our path
But still be here for one another
Share a portion of friends heart
Strong, weak, near or far
Happy, sad, hot or rain
No matter where we are
Remember we are friends.
Be strong..
To my dear flower...
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