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Friends...
remembers what we were and sees what we can be...
walks in when the rest of the world walks out...
someone who is there for you when he'd rather be somewhere else...
come into our lives and leave footprints on our hearts...
Without friends no one would choose to live, though he had all other goods...
are the angels who lift us to our feet,
when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly...
Remember...
sometimes.. A brother is not always a friend,
but a friend is always a brother...
and i have to agree with Ms Mango...
To the world, a friend may be one person,
but to one person, he/she may be the world...
- adapted from a website I forgot somewhere last year
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