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My Friend, Your Life

If I tell you, I have been there, my friend
Matters not, I too have seen it
So have thousands others, scarred by life
When life did not pan out how it was planned

If I tell you, people err, they improve, my friend
Matters not, when what has happened
Cannot be undone, edited, and altered to ease the mind
Once bled, forever spilled blood and tears

If I tell you, ten ways to solve the problem, my friend
And you are looking for just one, just one
That has nothing to do with the problem to solve
But everything about lightening your load, easing your heart

So, I will say this to you, my friend
Sometimes, all we need is to drain our hearts
Let it all come out, thrash and wail
Until there is nothing left there to hold

So, I will say this to you, my friend
Let it all out, we will leave the problems unsolved
Life will remain how it is, a most-treacherous examiner
Perhaps, all we gain is to get up and breathe un-laboriously again

The gulfs that separate you and me
Is a phantom of the mind
Despite the distance, I am here for you, just ask
I can be there like you have been for me

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