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You are my friend,
I know you so well.
There isn't a thing that to you I can't tell.
>From playing in the sun, to dancing in the rain,
You've given me joy, you've derived me from pain.
You make me laugh, You've seen me cry,
We'll never be able to say good-bye, no matter how hard we try.
So to the best of our ability, we'll be there until the end.
And so I dedicate this poem,
And that's to you, my friend.
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