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I lost my best friend of 27 years at the age of 40, this was 11 years ago. There are some days that go by that I do not think of him but there is not a week that goes by that I don't. Sometimes events will spark a memory of him and I end up shedding a tear for me, I miss him so much. I always thought we would be old men chasing women in the nursing home but, that won't happen.
Time will help you get used to the knowledge that your friend is gone physically but, lives forever in your heart.
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