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A New Old Friend

I met a friend of mine one day, a man I didn't know,
And learned a bit about him before he had to go.
We talked about our lives a bit and listened to each others
Stories, thoughts and jokes as well just as if we were brothers.
The next time that I saw him, a week or two from then,
I said hello and hugged him tight and asked how he had been.
He smiled and said "Is it just me, or maybe it is you,
but when we are together, I don't feel quite as blue."
I laughed and said "I know, my friend, exactly what you mean,
It doesn't happen often but is something I have seen."
We spent the evening chatting, our thoughts open and free,
And as we parted both gave thanks for having IRC.

- Jeff Huber (July 1998)