He noticed them.  He had been watching this interesting group of girls for the duration of the show.  He couldn’t quite explain it, but his gaze kept going over to that group of five or six girls in the second row, especially her.  When she started to cry and the rest comforted her he saw the bonds of true friendship between them and immediately looked at his friends in turn and knew that he had that with them too.  As they sang with all their hearts so did he, trying to mend the tears and marks that had been left there by those who had used him before.

 

Lean on me, when you're not strong
And I'll be your friend
I'll help you carry on
For it won't be long
'Til I'm gonna need
Somebody to lean on



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