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For a friend

You have been in my thoughts and my heart
Its like bits of you are floating through the air
And there is a smell or a noise,
Somehow the rush of water,
And i see your smile
And i remember us at your kitchen
And now the world seems lighter and at ease
Your energy is pure and beautiful.
Maybe thats what the old poets meant when they compared people to trees and mountains and things.

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