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May 2013
Everyday we meet knew people and we make ties.
It's hard to make friends.
And when we do its like a fine thread.
You just don't know when its going to break.
So you fight, fight to keep them satisfied.
But what is friendship.
It's a step down from love and a step up from aquantence.
It's hard to tell who's a real friend and who just wants to use you.
Try hard not to be used.
Written by
Prather Gail DuBois  planet earth
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