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Find
a Friend |
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For
all who do not know me,
But
are willing to come and see.
I've
got everything that one can want,
And
endless things for free. |
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Every
story that I hear,
Can
be an ending or a start.
And
if the right one comes along,
It
can mend a broken heart. |
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I
have so many friends to touch,
But
I don't see any faces,
We
all travel far and wide,
To
so many different places. |
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If
you're ever sad and lonely,
You
feel like no one cares for you,
Come
to me and I will find,
Someone
to share a life that's new. |
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You
can talk about the weather,
Or
how someone made you cry,
tell
about a new life,
Or
how to say goodbye. |
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When
it is time to say farewell,
Don't
forget just how we met.
I
will be here waiting patiently,
I'm
always around-for I am
The
Internet. |
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By
Wilma
Davis |
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I
dedicate this poem to my good friend, Ken
Thompson
Who
puts a smile on my face.
Wilma Davis |
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