Know This, My Friend

Know this, my friend

Although, we don’t talk anymore
I still think of you

How your laughter filled the room
When we grabbed sunshine at the break of dawn
How the night grew tired before we did

And through all these years
I’ve never forgotten the memories
The ones we built with our hands

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