Friendship
On the way my friend stopped
But I pretended to be busy
I didn't walk with him
I didn't listen to him
And we parted
The days passed
Now I'm much wretched
I need my friend
I want he stands by me
Should I tell him this
But how?
Just then, todayat morning
Unexpectedly, unbelieving
He came, having listened about me
Still I'm very scared
To tell him as my friend...
Do I deserve this? i
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