Copyright ©2001 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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A friend ask, "why so blue?" "It looks like you just lost your best friend." "I'm grieving a loss," I said, "an oh so beautiful dream I once held so close to my heart has died and I'm weak in the knees and can bearly find the strength to go on, for I know not which way to go, or how I'd know when I got there." So I sit in this state of nothingness, looking like I just lost my best friend, for part of my dreams was of you, becoming just that to me, "my best friend."