Friends
They say that the love of friends must be shown
Yet our ego rejects this display to be known
So how do the threads between us get sown?
By rising above that nature for which we were born
And not giving weight to the feelings of forlorn
No matter how much we feel we are torn
We march to a beat that in these times are not heard
And only by continuing to spread the word
Will the point in the hearts truly get stirred?
So L'Chaim to you all as you full fills your tasks
Even though we still wear our masks
May love always fill your flasks!
I love you all my brothers
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