Friends, Love.
How I love my many friends.
Each a stone set silent in my path.
how I adore my ginger bread girl,
sweet in your brutal honesty.
How I appreciate my healing friend,
playing mother hen, to us all.
How I, love my giving friend,
who is a fountaing of love for everyone else.
My roomate friend,
helping everyone to save me from me.
How much I miss my nurping friend.
turtling as turtles do.
I miss my lovely love,
Struming his guitar.
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