The lost friend
Though miles apart,memories keeps us close ❤️
Just like the morning dew filling the atmosphere you filled my memory and Just like it evaporates without a trace you depart from me never to be behold.
My dear friend,leaving behind our works undone,just like a wish that never comes true ,a well dug without water and a stream that became dry .
Retuning back as you came ,sleeping endlessly as you returned .An innocent baby with no worries .
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