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The thoughts
The first grade,
there he stood.
A friendly lovable boy,
we soon became close friends,
in whitch I knew we could.
Much love he always sends,
to those he loves.
And the many rules he bends,
just to back every one.
I miss his funny jokes,
His parents are raising an amazing son.
I hope that soon we'll reunite,
so that we could give eachother a hug.
I hope our friendship didn't go outa sight,
lets dig back up the memorys we once dug,
when we were just so very young.
- Emaleth Zargallows
there he stood.
A friendly lovable boy,
we soon became close friends,
in whitch I knew we could.
Much love he always sends,
to those he loves.
And the many rules he bends,
just to back every one.
I miss his funny jokes,
His parents are raising an amazing son.
I hope that soon we'll reunite,
so that we could give eachother a hug.
I hope our friendship didn't go outa sight,
lets dig back up the memorys we once dug,
when we were just so very young.
- Emaleth Zargallows
