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Friend
I can still see
Your face in my mind
Forgotten memories
Lost in time
You had that gift
That can't be taught
A star burning bright
Falling, can't be caught
Noone saw what was
Coming in the end
But I find myself blessed
To have called you a friend
Your face in my mind
Forgotten memories
Lost in time
You had that gift
That can't be taught
A star burning bright
Falling, can't be caught
Noone saw what was
Coming in the end
But I find myself blessed
To have called you a friend
Published 28th Jul 2020
Author's Note
This is about a friend who died unexpectedly when we were young. I'll forever miss him.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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