Friendship

Together we played on those streets during our infant stages, during our regless youth days we nearly died on those streets chasing quick cash, you have seen and been with me in my lowest, and you have seen me in my prime, to me your more than a brother, this ain't friendship,  this is family bound by shared struggles. #Artistic Ronald
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