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"Friend" L. Gard
He had no gift of charm to win his wayInto the hearts around
He had no dream heights where his thoughts might stray He walked on common ground
But just because he eased the ruts of road Where comrade feet must wend
Lifting, all cheerily, his own life load
He earned the name of "Friend"
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