Old friends are part of our mutual history and continue on in life with us. New friends will become an important part of that continuation.
I'm Sitting Here By Franklin Price 4/2/2019 I'm sitting here this evening Writing this to reminisce Dwelling on the friends I have Whom, when gone, I will miss It matters not your preferences That's not what makes a friend It's knowing that you care for me And I for you, until the end
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