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Monday, November 29, 2010

A 4th grade poem written by a 34 year old me

Friends let you dance to the sound of your own heartbeat.
They don't pay attention to how you move your feet.



Their goal is to help you to feel upbeat.
They think everything about you is neat.
Even when life gives you challenges to meet.
And you feel like someone just turned up the heat.

There's no trouble you can't beat
When you've got good friends, life is sweet.

The end.

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