Life is too short
for know-it-all's, for the "wasn't me, even though
I was the only one there", throw 'em over the bridge
and let them swim a bit without Mother at their side
and appreciate the someone who shows up to
throw a warm towel over their shivering body.
it's cold out there without a friend.
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