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FRIENDSHIP I wandered through the desert, the hot sand burning my feet, in search of a friend. I wandered through a garden full of the fragrance of roses and jasmine in search of a friend. I wandered through a world of hail, snow and blinding winds in search of a friend. The dust cut into my brown skin and red blood came out in drops in my search for a friend. 57