Hey my friend and my enemy..
I have a book about poems of friendship and
I will share it to you.
O, One I need to love me,
And one to undrestand,
And one to soar above me,
And one to clasp my hand,
And one to make me slumber,
And one to bid me strive,
But seven's a sacred number
That keeps the soul alive.
-from "Friends-With A Difference"
by Mary E. Coleridge (1861 - 1907)
English Poet
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