Friends

By Vera Espiritu •
I had friends, lots of friends in fact
Before I started to think about the world and I
But they weren't friends, just classmates at best
Nothing more than people to pass time
And always less than what I had in mind
By Vera Espiritu •
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Live long.. Spirits are be more blessed as age older..