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Fine Art Of Friendshipi think back to the timewhen i wouldnt drink wine and they taught me wrong and right and black and white like death and the grave some things never change and ill never let it rest until i die i wanna love someone special til death do us part to have one and need no other sometimes i cry stumbling through my youth cause ive loved so much yet so little the fine art of friendship meaning of love understanding growing old |