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Friends of mine....
A friend of mine, not just my mind.
A friend of mine I can not find.
My honesty to blunt.
My best trait.
My honesty so it blunt scares people away.
Am I not bold, mistaken with cold?
My friendship is honest my friendship is real.
Is this not what friends should feel?
Treat people as you want to be treated.
I thought that was the way, but still to few friends find thier way.
No time for fakes, no time for games.
Only time for those who value honesty.
And so till then a diary a pen, a piece of paper, friends till the end.
βέƦẙḽ Dṏṽ the Smartass Rabbi
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