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Mr. Fred

I loved mr. Fred
He was my friend
But was taken from me
Death took him from me
I dont have anymore to say
The poem ends.
There is nothing left to say
I loved my friend
His name was mr. Fred
He went away from me
How I wished him to stay.

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