A Friend, Indeed

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What is a friend?

By any other name

Would it be as friendly?

It be, in fact, said

That friends are to which to blame

For survival of love and fame.

I believe it so,

For fame bring many a foe

And many a love

To, after the passing of time, woe;

But 'tis the former of acquaintances

That upholds our sincerities,

Never to surrender them

To new-found troubles;

To enclose our hearts within a heart.

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