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Friends - by HM3
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Growing pains
Broken chains
A sad melody
Falling tears
Listening ears
A friend just for me
Reaching out
Sharing doubt
When life gets me down
Hands to clutch
Gentle touch
Can turn me around
Spoken words
Softly heard
Cognitivity
Holding tight
Loving light
Calm serenity
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Flowers need sunshine, violets need dew, all angels in heaven know I need you. Years may fly, tears may dry, but my friendship with you will never die.
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