I count you as friend.
I can call you when I'm in a Mexican Jail. I will fight for your soul in hell.
I never judge or cast doubt. I won't ask you sister out.
I will drink your last beer. I never have to fear.
I will always need to hear, what I don't want to hear.
I call you friend.
I will be here for you when all is at an end.
Thank you for being my friend.
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