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A friendship of the souls
Two souls superior to the body bound
Search through time and space
Till fate plays its hand and found
Two souls somehow drawn together
Two souls that we call friends
A bond death will never sever
For in each soul not by force
Lies deep within a shining beam
A great love which is its source
Some question if its source exists
A stronger truth comes to mind
That love is very hard to miss
Love runs deep wide high above
Souls strive towards its light
This light is called the God of Love
His light is found by those who see
If we lose our foolish pride
And fall on bended knee
Beryl McMullen
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