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Around the corner
I have
a friend,
In this great city
that has no end,
Yet the days go by
and weeks rush on,
And before I know
it, a year is gone.
And I never see
my old friends face,
For life is a
swift and terrible race,
He knows I like him
just as well,
As in the days
when I rang his bell.
And he rang mine if,
we were younger then,
And now we are
busy, tired men.
Tired of playing
a foolish game,
Tired of trying to
make a name.
"Tomorrow" I say
"I will call on Jim"
"Just to show that
I'm thinking of him."
But tomorrow comes
and tomorrow goes,
And distance between
us grows and grows.
Around the corner!-
yet miles away,
"Here's a telegram
sir" "Jim died today."
And that's what we
get and deserve in the end.
Around the corner,
a vanished friend.
Remember to always say
what you mean.
If you love
someone, tell them.
Don't be afraid to
express yourself. Reach out and
tell someone what they
mean to you. Because when
you decide that it is the right time it might be
too late.
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