My three friends
My three friends.
They are always with me.
They are always part of me and i enjoy their company when their time comes.
The early morning comes with fresh memories.
And i enjoy it.
Just as the memories seek to be illustrated,
Here comes the sun, to haste it.
Although irritating, i never mind cos i love my three friends equally.
Just as it seems to get out of hand, i just relax in my doing cos the night ll soon come.
And once again i ll see my friends.
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