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Aug 2015
Bring me the sweet old days
We hang together.
The streets we crossed in sways,
Better and better.

We had this youth within,
And we made it last my friend.
We tanned so much skin,
In the outside we spent.

We hugged every day,
Because it felt so good!
We would long our stray,
Every time we could.

A ritual long forgotten.
Now we are apart.
And man, I feel so **** rotten
A game without a part...

I miss the feeling of sunshine,
In our summers lived on the edge,
Like we had our own shrine,
Another day was our pledge!
A Poem to Friendship
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