What are friend…

What are friends for?
For that one moment, one second, somewhere sometime,when their friend’s shield yields and the gamut of negativity seeps in, at that moment they know without being told that this was the purpose of their friendship, to be there, to hold them close with a line and a pat and a hug, they know nothing could surpass what they do for their friend ever, than just being there and saying, ” Hang in there pal, you’ll get there”.



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