Those with whom you are merely familiar
(Familiarity breeds a family)
And those who you really embrace
And work for their respect
Those who may accompany you
Even over great distances
Losing touch out of time
Those you know who trust
Something more beautiful
Than themselves the first
Friendship lies with the self
But the template for it waits outside
With those who can be counted on
But a few fingers securely touching
Those we live for those we love
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