It's a shame we are no longer friends. I feel like I write about her often, always as a memory.
If I could put my life and thoughts into words the way you can, I could change the world. I have the ideas, and I have the passion, but you're the one who possesses the power to say them.
You're the inspiration I always hear at the right time, always hiding, but always there.
Life moves on. She's the best example of showing me that.
Thanks old friend. Your way of words are stunning.
...and she evaluated the situation.
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