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Jan 2015
I felt your scars and we became friends
We looked into each others eyes and said we will meet again
In a drunken state we wanted nothing more
Than to be what was always meant to happen
No kissing, let's just share a smoke
A couple more drinks and a of course a few jokes
I'm sorry I made you dance, but you did the same to me
My heart on it's metaphorical tip toes
I've never known of a friendship that was so smooth
But we knew what to expect that's how it goes
When it'sĀ Ā a friendship to be
We set the example for all to see
Jorge L Echevarria
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Jorge L Echevarria  30/M/NC
(30/M/NC)   
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