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My Friend (To F. S.) by Langston Hughes (1901-1967)
I loved my friend. He went away from me. There's nothing more to say. The poem ends, Soft as it began,— I loved my friend.
oh...wow. it is very very simple, when it comes down to it. totally get it.
oh...wow. it is very very simple, when it comes down to it. totally get it.
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