The friendship that I started with in my early childhood was interesting and entertaining. But not always it is strong, and sometimes there are falls. I had a very good friend, but we often argued over every nonsense and thus quarreled. But how can real friends live at least one day without each other? And we reconciled again. But fate decided that it was time for me to fly to other countries. And we broke up. And then I realized that real friendship is when you are not only with friends, but in the distance you think and worry about your kindred. Собственное сочинение.
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