The lasting friendship
I knew it in the beginning.
I knew it in the end.
I knew it right away,
That you were my friend.
It made me wonder
How I could deserve this?
But sometimes,
You've just got to earn it.
Friendship is a gift that is well preserved.
It goes up and down; it curves.
It goes side to side; it jerks.
But you're always there for each other;
That's what counts.
Even when
You have troubles or doubts.
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