I was a
stranger
When I walked in
And tried to take over your
life.
You held your hand up,
Holding me back,
But I, like a storm,
Would not be deterred.
I pushed
You pushed back
Until finally you conceded.
“Hello, Friend,” you said.
"Hello Friend,” I sighed.
“Hello, Friend,” you decreed.
“Hello, Friend,” I finally agreed.
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