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- To all my friends, who've been lost in time...
- I wish it weren't true.
- Our conversations have become... something of a mystery.
- Short and quick, if any at all, ironic to think how far we've come;
- just to turn around again, strangers in the distance.
- It feels awkward, the way you talk, as if you don't know me;
- as if, you don't want to know me, we part.
- Weeks go by, saying hi, once in awhile,
- we pass by, without a word, it's slow decline - final.
- Two strangers pass one another on a street, their shoulders glance off one another,
- their looks are quick, somewhat angry, they continue on.
- We don't know each other any more, questioningly, we never did.
- I miss my friends, their happy cheer, what's filled with a vacuous silence irks me.
- Goodbye, my friend, our love, once shared, is gone.
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