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    friends

    what happened to all my good friends
    where are they when i really need them
    what happened to all my good friends
    they don’t call i have to call them
    i thought i had all the good friends
    my car don’t work i never see them
    i though i had all the best friends
    they’ve forgot me so forget them

    i’ll do fine, on my own
    really, i’ll be okay
    i’ll do fine, all alone
    really, i’m okay

    what happened to all my good luck
    where is it when i really need it
    what happened to all my best luck
    it’s run out now i’m in deep shit
    ithought i had all the good luck
    guess i was living under deluslion
    i thought i had all the best luck
    guess my luck was just an illusion

    i’ll do fine, on my own
    really, i’m okay
    i’ll do fine, all alone
    really, i’ll be okay

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    HarverTomsson commented on friends

    05-08-2009

    Been there, survived that. Keep hope alive.

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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