Echoes of Solitude

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In high school halls, we roamed together,
Two friends with different views, forever.
You stood on the left, I on the right,
But our bond was strong, shining bright.

We debated and argued, but never in hate,
Respecting each other's beliefs, never irate.
Though our political views may differ,
Our friendship only grew bigger.

We laughed and cried, shared our dreams,
No matter how different our political schemes.
We stood by each other through thick and thin,
Our friendship a treasure, a rare win.

In a world divided by politics and strife,
We showed that friendship can transcend life.
So here's to you, my friend from high school,
Our bond unbreakable, forever cool.

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