That holds your hand to mine.
And keeps us every closer still
Enduring the test of time.
Or sounding accolade.
For it lives in friendly hearts,
Where simple trusts are made.
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| Friendship |
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| Friendship is a golden link That holds your hand to mine. And keeps us every closer still Enduring the test of time. |
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| Friendship needs no princely robe, Or sounding accolade. For it lives in friendly hearts, Where simple trusts are made. |
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