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Around the Corner Around the corner I have a friend,In this great city that has no end;Yet days go by, and weeks rush on,And before I know it, a year is gone,And I never see my old friend's face,For Life is a swift and terrible race.He knows I like him just as wellAs in the days when I rang his bellAnd he rang mine. We were younger then,And now we are busy, tired men:Tired with playing a foolish game,Tired with trying to make a name."Tomorrow," I say, "I will call on Jim,Just to show that I'm thinking of him."But tomorrow comes--and tomorrow goes,And the distances between us grows and grows. Around the corner!--yet miles away . . . "Here's a telegram, sir . . ."                                                     "Jim died today."And that's what we get, and deserve in the end: Around the corner, a vanished friend. by Charles Hanson Towne

Parts Unknown: Newfoundland

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