I don't think I can help him
But I'll be there as a friend
I wish that there was someway
That I could help him mend
I know that I can lray in faith
I'll let God do his work
And onedy soon he will be free
The pain will no more lurk
What a smashing person
His sense of humours great
I can talk to him for hours
We've stayed up really late
Somehow we clicked together
And formed a friendship new
I hope that time won't break it
As Thy work I have to do
He says that he will write to me
Yet I wonder if he will
But i know that when I come home
Together we can chill.
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