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Great Friend

 

I sit here in this lonely place

Called by many cyberspace

I roam its corridors of copper wire

Seeking one whom I desire

She's a pretty thing this girl I know

Hair like silk, see it flow

Eyes that are gentle, warm and soft

With them she holds my heart aloft

She has a power over me

Though only friends we may be

With only a word or a smile

She can make my day feel worthwhile