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A soulful friendship

In the grasp of intoxication
We burned our friendship in our skin
This was not an act of bravery
This was not an act of wit
It symbolized our souls and how brightly they were lit,
We were kept awake by secrets
As we questioned who we are,
We went to watch the sunrise engulf the night of stars,
We shared our souls across that table
Without judgement, without fear,
Our friendship is a rarity that I
Cherish deeply my dear
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