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UntitledDrifting apart, goingour own ways. It seems like only yesterday when we became friends, even though it was years ago. We've gone through a lot together, but no one stays friends forever. I'd say we were fair weathered friends, but it's not always true. It seems like all we ever do is fight, and most of the fights we don't know what they are about. Someday, after we finally go our separate ways, our paths will meet again, and like Brandy's song, we again will be, Best Friends. |
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