Autobiography as Haiku

The broken pieces of the new camera that i got for my meaningful birthday scattered on the ground and I burst into tears, in the loss of my precious gift. But later I smile, in the gain of stronger friendship, which I later realized was the biggest gift of all. I felt better immediately for I had friends that sincerely cared for me. Some lent me their shoulders for me to lean on, some stayed behind to pick up all the broken pieces for repair, some played jokes to cheer me up, and some just simply were there for me when I most needed them.

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