I have my writing friends
Who have been with me since the start
Who were the spark of inspiration
That began my love of pens and fonts.
I have my welcoming friends
Whose pride matches my own,
Who made me feel at home
In a place that was far from comfort.
I have my colorful friends
Who I always took for granted
Who let me be myself
And showed me how to be independant.
I used to have it really easy
I used to be as happy as I could be.
It’s sad how quickly things changed
And how little prepared I was.
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