Friends

Beats of the whole
Knitted into one soul
Love, care, companionship, shared role.

One on the other's shoulder, we grew tall
Roses on a concrete wall
Comfort of a world we crafted

Grown wild weeds from the moments we planted
The blossoms on this tree called life
With beautiful friends, I am rife.

Life is beautiful.

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