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A friend knows the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails |
IŽd like to be the sort of friend that you have been to me,
Kicki Johansson 1999
IŽd like to be the help that youŽve been always glad to be;
IŽd like to mean as much to you each minute of the day,
as you have meant old friend of mine, to me along the way.
Edgar A. Guest