When troubles comes your soul to try, you love the friend who just stands by, perhaps there is nothing he can do, the thing is strictly upto you. For there are troubles all your own, and paths the soul must tread alone. But just to know you have a friend, who will stand by until the end, Whose sympathy through all endures, Whose warm handclasp is always yours. It helps someway to pull you through, Although there is nothing he can do. And so, with a fervent heart you cry, God bless the friend who just stands by...
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