A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for adversity.
With the pen hovering over a sympathy card, the ink can dry on its tip before the next word comes. I'm so sorry is already written at the top, and every line you think of after it seems too small beside what your friend has lost. So the card stays on the side, and the visit you meant to make waits with it.
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