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Dear Friend

They may say: Love comes to an end
 
Let’s hold hands and let Time amend
 
Time is something you and I can always spend
 
Our broken hearts we could always tend
 
In adolescents, I thought you were cool enough to befriend
 
Your words sounded to append
 
We have our own language that no one can comprehend
 
But with me you no longer attend
 
You’re a grain in the sand– just a blend
 
I’m not a person who can fend!
 
It’s disappointing, I can’t pretend!
 
No– not without you my Dear Friend
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