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Black and White
-Rose Botts
I take myself back to years before
The little playmates I adored
Not much different than me
Just the outer skin you could see
Very dear to my heart they were
Man bent my thoughts that's for sure
A loss of blessing growing without you friend
Something I would not know till near the end
Now older and truly know
Friendship like yours could help me grow
Thank you for helping me change my ways
Our kind of friendship will make for better days
Together we will grow old
Raise my children different from what I've been told
Maybe they will have a friend like you
Blessed at youth and when they're old too
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