a poem for my friends

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Once open a time, a witch came to stay

til she shattered my heart and threw the pieces away

one day, all the pieces came back

I saw they grew, and never had lack

for each person who gave me a part

added love and happiness, and helped healed my heart

sometimes I sink, into darkness so deep

Do my friends run? No, they leap

right into the dark, without any light

their concern is so uncontional, it makes all bright

now I know I have nothing to fear

for everytime I am saddened, they are here

forever and always they love me so

I love you my friends, and that love will forever grow!

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