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A True Friend

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Sekhmet-Francis

Published: Nov 11, 2007

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Saturday, 10/11/07, 12:30
A true friend is always there for you.
A true friend opens doors for you.
A true friend will love with peace like a dove.
A true friend will care, and your pain they will bare.
A true friend listen, helps and give advise to.
Ms. P. a true IS you.

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Ms.P. has always been my friend shince i first came to D.a and has helped me do my poems so thankyou ms.P.

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