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Friends


I fear it's very wrong of me
And yet I must admit,
When someone offers friendship
I want the whole of it.

I don't want everybody else
To share my friends with me.
At least, I want one special one,
Who, indisputably
Likes me much more than the rest,
Who's always on my side,
Who never cares what others say,
Who lets me come and hide
Within his shadow, in his house-

It doesn't matter where-
Who lets me simply be myself,
Who's always, always there.

The author seems to be an idiot.

Maybe,but only when the earth broken in two