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Distant friendships...

  • Apr 25, 2019
  • 1 min read

Yes, it came to an end,

The end with no more bend.

Met as strangers in the start,

Turned out to be mine at the last.

Nothing could be possible without them,

I would be just like a flower without a stem.

When I fell, they held my hand,

With not even tripping they helped me stand.

How does one describe the feeling of leaving?

Though we know, we would stay in touch what is that which is really bothering?

Let us just tell ourselves, it would be fine,

Think no more and get ready to face the shine!

 
 
 

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