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Nov 2013
Welcome my friend with warm hugs and kisses.
Over the summer, we talk endlessly.
Until the day I had to move,
Telling you that was a tragedy.
I could feel that we were parting ways.
You go with your friends
And I go with my friends.
You know I miss you
But we both know that it will never be the same.
And I hope you know that our whole friendship was a real treasure for me.
A treasure that can no longer be found.
My best friend, I miss you.
Arianne Quinn
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Arianne Quinn
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