A POEM
> >Around the corner I have a friend,
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> >In this great city that has no end,
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> >Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
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> >And before I know it, a year is gone.
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> >And I never see my old friends face,
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> >For life is a swift and terrible race,
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> >He knows I like him just as well,
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> >As in the days when I rang his bell.
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> >And he rang mine but we were younger then,
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> >And now we are busy, tired men.
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> >Tired of playing a foolish game,
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> >Tired of trying to make a name.
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> >'Tomorrow' I say! 'I will call on Jim
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> >Just to show that I'm thinking of him.'
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> >But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
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> >And distance between us grows and grows.
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> >Around the corner, yet miles away,
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> >'Here's a telegram sir,' 'Jim died today.'
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> >And that's what we get and deserve in the end.
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> >Around the corner, a vanished friend.
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> >Remember to always say what you mean.
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> >If you love someone, tell them.
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> >Don't be afraid to express yourself.
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> >Reach out and tell someone what they mean to you.
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> >Because when you decide that it is the right time it might
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> >be too late.
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> >Seize the day. Never have regrets.
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> >And most importantly, stay close to your friends and family, for they have
> >helped make you the person that you are today.
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