ThursdayJul 31, 2025
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Beautiful and rich is an old friendship, Grateful to the touch as ancient ivory, Smooth as aged wine, or sheen of tapestry Where light has lingered, intimate and long. Full of tears and warm is an old friendship That asks no longer deeds of gallantry, Or any deed at all— save that the friend shall be Alive and breathing somewhere, like a song.
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