� Time of dying � 2005-06-27 � 10:44 p.m. �
We're probably not as good of friends as we could be... and I wouldn't blame that on anything more than cirsumstance... and time... but that's not to say I don't think of you as a friend, and that I wouldn't stand in front of you with my strength and army behind me and protect you from the things that hurt. I would. Way back when in my time of dying... you gave me something I've held onto all these years... So I give it back, my friend... with a big hug... and all the strength you need to stay standing. ~If my wings should fail me, Lord, Oh, please meet me with another pair.~
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