Everyone Needs a Friend

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In the midst of all the,

Chaos,

Among the burned out,

Coal.

I find a passage of,

Solace,

That comforts my feeble,

Soul.

Though sounds of pain and,

Brokenness,

Harshly penetrate my,

Ears.

I am not confined by,

Baggage,

Building up over the,

Years.

My friend beside me here,

Holds,

All my suffering,

Alone.

His strength for me is,

Sufficient,

My burdens he,

Atoned.

 

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