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As I sit here thinking…thinking about the memories I had
memories of the good times and the bad
I recognize a lot of them are of my friends.
We promised each other friendship till the end.

High school came to and end and we all went our own separate ways.
We didn’t see or speak to each other for many many days.
I was lonely, depressed and sad thinking about all the good times we had.

I know to make new friends and keep the old
sad that our friendship I couldn’t hold.
I have made a new friend as you can see,
and now she has proved what a good friend should be.


Love my friends....over 20 years strong. 

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