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Best Friend


We grew up together In the suburbs of a small town Where we noticed the weather  Didn't change when the sun went down It stayed hot forever But we found ways around  Like the black crows feather Making it's way downtown Or the dark green lizard We'd always see on the ground Adapting, but never changing Our friendship is the same thing We're "besties" forevermore, in the bottom of our hearts Even though everyday we drift farther and farther apart.
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