tears of sadness.
Crying and knowing
that you called
because you knew,
because you are
my best friend.
You are important.
You're very existence
has changed the lives
of many.
This is to you.
A poem
with little
to no rhyme.
You deserve not a dime,
but all the money
in the entire world
could never be
equivalent
to how much you
or your friendship
is worth.
Thank you.
My friend.
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