Friendship is a glass ship
with hanging golds and treasures.
it sails not in the dark seas
but flies up in the dense air
everynight when the stars shine
below the horizon i lie
and never miss a minute
without scanning sky.
if its an illusion
there got to be a solution
if its a myth
i, ll put an end to it.
people talk about it
but i lookout it
and when i finally find it.
i, ll rename it...................
cuz i fear worldy freindship
and wouldn't wanna loose it.
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