poem: Friendship

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At the end of the tunnel,

there is always a light somewhere,

a light of hope and reason, and a light to guide us to

the safety from the dark,

to outstretched hands there.

these hands hold out friendship,

something everyone needs


for our friendship brings us a wealth 

much more than anything money can buy,

for without this wealth,

many of u would 

just shrivel up and die.


28 July 2007

by David harris

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