A bond so pure, without disguise,
Built on trust, no need for lies,
In every storm, through thick and thin,
A truthful friendship, strong within.
We walk together, side by side,
In each other, we confide,
No judgment clouds, no shadows cast,
Our friendship forged to always last.
Through laughter, tears, and endless talk,
Together down life's winding walk,
A friend who's there with open heart,
In every joy and when we part.
No need for masks, just honest care,
In every moment, we are there,
For friendship true, like roots so deep,
In our hearts, we safely keep.Start writing...
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