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Laughing like a little girl,
untouched by the big, bad, world,
with you everything is a dream,
even when others are mean.
You never stop me anywhere,
to change my thoughts,
or my hair.
You never insult my fears,
or laugh when I,
am only tears.
Others may come and go,
others may put on a show,
but you are with me until the end,
all I know,
is that you are my friend.
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