Lose friends, Gain friends. . .

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Put value to what you hold on to, close to your heart

For one day, it could be gone and you wished it was the start

It may not be the sweetest candy that you receive in a bowl

But over time with your tender care, it might find a way


However, all good things come to and end

As a new spirit arrives, to the oceans, waves we send

Helping a balance to this world

Preventing an instability is once told




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