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{c}The Magic of Friendship
There is always someone around When the need is there. This is…Magic. There is always someone to cry on. There will be someone to laugh with. Someone who will listen and understand. Someone who won’t ask for apologies, Yet accepts them with grace. These are…Magic. There is always someone who cares, Who will always be a friend. This is…Magic. In these ways, you’ve been magic to me. Now, let me be magic for you.
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