read and comment my poam.(sorry for spelling)
"i look past the clouds,and i see the hill mounds.
a friend stops by,just to say hi.
i feel all alone,and in the dark
i go for a walk,at the state park.
and as i feel even more alone,he walks beside me,though he look like stone.
i sit and i vent,as he sets up a tent.
and he is who i can,truly call,my friend."
this is based on my life,and the guy is my friend ben,and the other friend is based on my friend kayla
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