Sailing storms, for a hundred year wars.
Making ties after centuries of lies.
Understanding their past, loving real fast.
Look up when put down, go through and not around.
After the past few months I've realized what is important to me. I know that I cannot make this assumption for everyone, but for most. Friends are key to happiness. Without them it's hard to get by. They share your feelings, your passions, you hatreds, and your decisions. What affects you affects them. My friends are not perfect, but no one is. They help me when they can, which for that I am greatly appreciative. I just hope that when they need me, I'll be there...
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