My friendships, they are a very strong part of my life, they are as light as gossamer, but also they are as strong as steel. And I cannot throw them off, nor altogether do with them or without them. And I love them at the point where they say: It is nice to see you again. And I love them too at the point when they say: Goodbye, come again soon. The rhythm of friendship is a very good rhythm.

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