Friends


There are friends and then there are friends.

There are friends who stand near but afar,
Who’s presence fades with the season

There are friends who stand close but stay an arm’s length away
Who’s presence comes and goes with the tide of time

There are friends hold you close when you are weak or dying
Who’s presence resides within one’s heart and soul

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