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Strangers : what we've become.
Funny how time flies,
And we become total strangers.
We walked a mile,
And had a million laughs.
But here we are,
Skies apart,
And with forced smiles.
Questions without answers,
Realities to ponder;
Did we outgrow this bond?
Did we misplace a word?
Did we grow cold?.
We should let go,
But somehow,
We keep holding on,
Somehow we feel it's wrong,
Somehow it doesn't feel right,
It shouldn't end way.
And again, and again,
I say it again,
Perhaps bonds are made,
Only to be broken,
People come only to go,
Seasons are constants,
Phases a part of life.
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