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More Than

More than the still of flag and purpose in abate, is virtue waiting for its call and courage doomed to wait! More than the bask of fate complaining with appall is Godly will, without a state or answer to give all! More than a kindness shown or distant rivaled path, as nature with its selfish hones, outspoken with contrast! More than contention's shifting grey conflict, no season mends ~ I found no bitterness could stay when you said . . . more than friends! For all the rest is foolish stray and bids the heart no end for all the moments spent that way, you still are . . . . more than friend!

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