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At our lowest point, in our despair
To our friends, we call
They rush, to our side
Like the un-stoppable drop, of a waterfall
Then, like a calm, steady stream
Flowing across our soul
They wrap our heart
Within friendship's stole
Constant, Strong, Refreshing
Warm Friendship, True
Reflects The Beauty of You
God Bless, My Friend!
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