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| Through the dark'ning night they roam, Wending closer to our home. Then at last they reach our door. They have been this way before. Greet them with a hug and kiss. Such dear friends you always miss. Share old times and look ahead. Leave no friendly word unsaid. Most things break or lose their charm. Friendships though are ever warm. Cherish them in many ways. They'll endure for all our days. | ||
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