IN THE DARKEST NIGHT

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Sometimes a friendship
goes astray
golden threads begin
to fray.

unravel in the misty
air
almost like splitting
a hair.

trust and respect fall
apart
leaving behind a
callused heart.

sometimes in the darkest
night
golden threads wane from
sight.
 

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