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"An account of the activities and visions of Daniel, a noble Jew exiled at Babylon."
Old friends, old friends sat on their park bench like bookends.
A newspaper blowin' through the grass
Falls on the round toes of the high shoes of the old friends.
Old friends, winter companions, the old men
Lost in their overcoats, waiting for the sun.
The sounds of the city sifting through trees
Settles like dust on the shoulders of the old friends.
Can you imagine us years from today, sharing a park bench quietly?
How terribly strange to be seventy.
Old friends, memory brushes the same years, silently sharing the same fears...
Old friends ...