My best friend lives a secret,
My best friend lives a lie.
My best friend is a secret,
My best is lie.
She is a spy for the army.
Floating down,
to the ground,
from the sky.
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How can she be a secret? Can this be a lie? Is your best friend a parachutist? Or is she just pie in the sky