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of a forsaken friend, bounces back with a new trend. Wheel of time turns once again, silvery moments now bring rain. A journey meant for negation, once again stops at abnegation. An abnegation to circumstances, a surrender to a memory, a passion. A review of past exists no more, what remains is a silence with roar. Starring eyes stare no more, pupils gain momentum so sure. The mirror on the opposite wall, dares ask, 'how do you do pal ?'. Our friends are dear to us and a treasure to be treasured forever but sometimes we disappoint ourselves and our friends when disputes sprout up between the two. But we never forget them and when one day we confront them we have no other option but to rethink our attitudes towards them. |
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