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Sitting around with my friends

Laughing, smiling I hope it never ends

Posing, joking loving, crying

All that we do while hanging

Nothing could ruin this perfect day

This is Heaven for me

Who needs to rise above?

When you have your friends love?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is the second poem I wrote and I wrote it while unhappy because I was dreaming I could be with my friends. Thanks again for being my muse.
Written 12/12/07

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