The essay, story ...... My best friend ....."Friends," explained in short order to supervise your side no matter what, they still stood by us. Where the word "friend" is divided into two types of friends and best friend. A friend is someone who is not evil alongside our but we patiently. Best friends are the ones we are gregarious. Hilarious to keep us conscious and take care of each other in comparison to the brothers. A friend will never leave us, lonely but are fun, come fill us.My best friend is 95. Some of our lives, we might lose loved ones, but a guarantee that we will never lose a friend indeed.This is a friend of our people.
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