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CORAL HULL: REED-SONG: EARLY POEMS: VOL 3                                                                                                               page-189 OLD FRIENDS New friends are found Old ones forgotten New apples sweet Old apples rotten The feelings new Crisp and clean The old friends presence Is but a lost dream The old friends face So friendly and bright Remembers sadly And cries through the night When new friends fail you On what most depends You'll eventually return To all your old friends.      This website is part of my personal testimony that has been guided by The Holy Spirit and written in Jesus' name.

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