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friend

It was clear, my eyes began to open
And there he was black, brown and white
Beautiful as he was, small, insecure looking for someone to entrust his life
Taking his first steps around me like two strangers in the street analyzing one anothers
Senses don't lie they unite our souls feeling to fear as if we were becoming one
And yet he stand his ground fighting the dominance of man but becoming man's best friend all in one blink of an eye.