True friends have not solitary,
Joys or sorrows. Both are shared.

In the hour of peace and gladness,
What is our want?
Friendship.

When our hearts overflow
With gratitude,
What is our need?
A friend.

When distress haunts us
And misery walks by our side,
Where do we turn?
To friends.

Friend to share.
Friend to bear.

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