Relationships are plastic,
Unstable like a waving flag,
Even friendship sometimes is meaningless,
A true friend remains to be me,
No one beside- not even this shadow,
Decisions are vulnerable,
Slowly, randomly or carefully they remain volatile,
If you involved all your senses,
Always honor your stand,
Life is in motion,
No lessons for old dogs,
Never dwell on by gones,
What we have is privilege - what comes is precious,
True or false is the state of mind,
What and how you know - counts,
It's okay however if it matters to you,
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