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the need is a friend to hear, a friend to understand, a friend to comprehend. The time to be there, not to be asked, not to be told. For moral support. For the daily routines. For the sweet sweet time of something nobody can replace. Nobody can embrace. A certainty provided, not Lombardi or converted. Don't mistake my stillness, my silence and mistakes to your demons that you have been trying to over come and your choices you brung to the table. Own up to not me but to your own seed
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