Stay Gold
I remember friends like brothers
when friends where what you lived for.
I remember friends always there,
to live your life with.
I remember friends who knew every secret,
when friends loved you
for everything you were.
Then it was you and me cause we
were in this crazy wreck together-
that being what we had.
It was everything.
It was gripping fear
that even the closest of friends grow
apart.
-Keith Hale
from his novel, Clicking Beat on the Brink of Nada
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