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    Aug 9, 2012, 11:02 AM
    A Poem
    Of friends I have a goodly share
    My old friends and my new
    I never have one to spare
    I need more like you
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    Aug 9, 2012, 11:14 AM
    That is so sweet. Thank you for sharing.

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