1982 BGGS Magazine

Ourfriendship started out a tiny seed that germinated with trust and compassion. It grew branches and bore leaves, each leaf symbolis of our everlasting link: Our friendship developed into a magnificent tree And then, without warning a misunderstanding developed. Cruel and hurtful words were thoughtlessly hurled Scarring us with the avengeance that only time will heal. Our friendship-tree has withered now, and we have gone our own separate ways, you and I, The leaves that now lie scattered on the ground serve as fond memories of time past. The Uvinc£ 1i me C&psul'e

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