Friends

February 6, 2018

Having a lot of friends is like building a giant sand castle

The question isn’t if it will fall, but when.

When it does if we happen to be left with one wall standing

And that is the proudest moment of all

Because we know that we can trust that wall despite all others

Eventually even that wall must fall

And then you give up on building walls

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