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i cried today,
not for the corruption in the world,
nor the war in the middle east,
i cried for a dear friend...
She was the best friend anyone could ever hope to have.
She was caring, generous and kind.
Rest in peace, wherever your soul may be. I as well as all of your friends will miss you greatly. You were like a sister to me, and for this I say goodbye. I am sure we will meet again some day.
Bye,
britney2
Editor???s Note: We publish this poem in memory of lost friends... including one especially dear friend, who left us on February 27, 2003:
Mr. Rogers was 74 years old.
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