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We were together. I forget the rest
Things are never quite as scary when you’ve got a best friend.
Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it’s all over
It’s the friends you can call up at 4 a.m. that matter.
I get by with a little help from my friends.
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