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By PoWWow

Helen and Neil

These are two of my dearest friends.

Helen and me go way back. And every time we see each other again, it's like we've never been apart. I don't know if it's because we are exactly the same age , but I get her and she gets me, probably like no other. We caught up in the Spring light after we'd ridden our bicycles along the river, but we never have long enough. I cycled away with the usual exaggerated grin on my face, wondering when I'd get to see my amazing friend again.

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