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  • Friends

    I sit here behind these fenced in walls

    with time to think about all my falls

    For only time will tell if this will cure

    all the pain that life endures.

    I think about the good times that passed

    wishing only that they could last.

    I think about the bad times with regret

    For those are the ones I try to forget.

    I think of friends Old and New

    those that seem to shrink from view

    my heart cries out, for I’ve been blessed

    As for all my friends, You Are The Best.