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Old friend

By , lansing, MI
Fly up my old friend
High up to where there is no end
Rest not once, but push on to your goal
Fly with your heart, alone on the wind
Yes you will meet storms and rain
but stand strong and continue old friend
You will be hurt, and you will fall
But never give up, continue on land
Don't stop
Not till you reach the end
Then look back, and see
Some times you were alone, or others were there
You never fell alone or rose alone
Others stand near
Some stand far
Some even, are on your path
Step's close you yours, and others under
I was there at times too, helping
But I was gone long ago, as I still am now





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