My friend is there to guide me,
Never forgetting who I am,
When I come he doesn't flee,
He does when the others come,
I've never know a better friend,
He scared me when I first saw him,
Yet, in the end,
He is always there,
It's like a book I read,
Talking with ghosts,
But, he is dead.
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