Anfaret (Anna, Fay and Margaret)
That December we shared a lovely day,
Giggling how a hospital can be hot that way.
Then we saw a bride on her way to the church.
If we reached that state, would we still see each other?
We met in a time when creams of doughnut were still on our lips.
At thirteen, never thought we'd share laughter and weeps.
The way we are is like a butterfly.
Full of color, beautiful and pleasing to the eye.
As I knew how to lose a guy in 10 days,
Right there you two comforted me and stayed.
You made me laugh 'till I forgot his name.
At the end of the day, we had a good time in a cafe.
Our friendship as precious as a goldbar,
Bound to be sisters though our worlds were far.
We'll graduate, travel, get married, have children.
But we'd still be right next to each other and this won't be forgotten.
Four years felt like infinity.
The way each of us held hands felt like eternity.
Three different girls but with hearts as one,
These ties will bind for four years and beyond.
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