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Friendship cannot be bought…Nor sold to the highest bidder…It is something earned…By good intentions and positive deeds. My best friend is my cat…Also known as my furson…He is a little miracle…So cute and lovable. I welcome him with open arms…Into my bedroom at dawn or dusk…He guides me to sleep…Then awakens me come the morn.…

We must change our way of thinking…Before the clouds turn gray…The rain begins to fall…As the birds head for shelter. There is no comfort…In knowing the future…Understanding our past is the key…To solving our problems. Those who forget their history…Are doomed to repeat it…Is a familiar phrase…That speaks volumes currently. Pray for peace…Or at the…

A poem…Into that Blessed Night…I woke up early once in the twilight of a morning…My expectations were unfulfilled…As they often seem to be…So I decided to ruminate on the past. I once knew the image of a lover…She had dark lustrous hair…The blackest eyes…She went away into that blessed night. She was comprised…Of hard muscles…