Dedicated to my best friend, that I failed… I’m so sorry
“If I had a flower for every time I thought of you…
I could walk through my garden forever.”
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I don’t deserve to be called your friend anymore
By: Erin Winans
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Poetry, story and real life. Once soldier, busnessman, grandfather and Poet.
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