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Submitted By: Danielle H

I'd like to be the sort of friend that you have been to me. I'd like to be the help that you've always been glad to be; I'd like to mean as much to you each minute of the day as you have meant, old friend of mine, to me along the way.

Author: Edgar A. Guest
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