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Oh little Dove
dry your tears
for you are not alone.
A friend from the past
knows your pain
and carries it as his own.
Loves come and gone,
lives deeply changed
yet still we carry on.
Lies told, retold, and yet again
memories just begun.
Friends oft betray -
our feelings expose.
But carry on we must!
Lest despair comes stealing
quietly in and
takes its evil hold.
Kindred souls unite!
Share your despair -

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