My friends are sometimes like enemies,
and other times like allies.
When we fight, its like a war,
but without the blood and gore.
but i know my friends will stick by me,
and i will stick by them.
Just almost quite like the hem on a t-shirt,
from me to them.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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