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A Friend
A friend is like a flower,
A rose to be exact,
Or maybe like a brand new gate
That never comes unlatched.
A friend is like an owl,
Both beautiful and wise.
Or perhaps a friend is like a ghost,
Whose spirit never dies.
A friend is like those blades of grass
You can never mow,
Standing straight, tall, and proud
In a perfect little row.
A friend is like a heart that goes
Strong until the end.
Where would we be in this world
If we didn't have a friend?
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