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So many good times and so many bad, too much scary, too much sad. We grew together, tough like leather, worn like callouses on our hands, and summer feet.

We summered in the Glen, I still miss it now and then. Remembering the walks and late night talks, when all you wanted was your bones in a box, I hope we changed your mind.

Thank you for staying, for holding the pain in, I know we can weather any storm together. There's no denying that I'll stand beside you until this world ends, till we're bones in a box.

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