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 I'm always here to lend an ear, Or just a friendly shoulder; For friend I know that life can grow So tough as we get older. A burden held inside can swell And often break our spirit; A burden shared with one who cares Can help us to endure it. You've got a friend you can depend On anytime you need to; Pick up the phone, I'm always home, And I'll never mislead you. I'll calm your fears, I'll dry your tears, Then quietly I'll listen; I'll let you share the things you dare And ask not what is missing. I'll let you know I love you so, Then gently I will hold you; I'll let you rest upon my breast While loving arms enfold you. And do not fear, for I'll hold dear These burdens you've confided; They're safe with me for don't you see That you were to me guided. I'm always here to lend an ear Or just a friendly shoulder; And ev'ry day to God I pray Our friendship will grow older. By Linda Newman © 2008 (All rights reserved) 
   
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