than that of friendship true
a shoulder you can lean upon
when skies turn grey from blue
Into your thoughts I'll weave a dream
that you can call your own
and appear to you when needed
bringing joy you've never known
My ears will always listen
to your stories true and deep
and if in pain you find your heart
I'll dry the tears you weep
A hand to hold on star filled nights
the beauty we can share
I give all these to you my friend
to show that someone cares
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