A wise man once said,
Show me your friend,
And I’ll tell you who you are,
I’ve always wondered what it meant.
But as I grew up,
Slowly I began to see,
Who you associate you will start to be,
Good or bad, may it be.
A good friend is like
fragrance,
Her goodness will rub on you,
A bad friend is like a
spreading wildfire,
Smoke and flames destroy you too.
Our friends are like mirrors,
They will show you who you are,
The choice is ours to find our reflections,
Choose wisely and you will find strength.
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