Friend

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Here I am crying

Finding my lost friend

Everyday searching

Longing for his trend

I'd walk everywhere

Finding if you're still there

Sometimes I lose hope,

But still I'm a dope

Finally, I saw you

On a park, crying

I thought you'd be gone

For I know it's done

You're begging some help,

For you are alone

But now that I'm here

I'll be your friend

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