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My Friend My friend with the smile Retains his seat at my table When all have taken their fill And wandered away My friend remains His eyes hold the thought The possibilities are entertained All this convention is a cover It could all be ripped away And not be missed My friend waits in silence When the hour appears He rises He walks toward the door He opens it and looks back Before he can say a word I am there At his side We step through together My friend and I |