I have a 'so good' type of friend,
when friend you will forget me,
i will definitely not see any border,
stars than be there for me always,
what this network of things you have crossed,
everywhere i found you, my life, you paused,
i definitely do meetings with sparrows,
to find you and some arrows,
when i will meet you, with returned grace,
you operations me, with turned face,
with fear n fear n very walking rays,
you will past me in many sinking ways,
outside the hotel, i see, you waves,
your hand, somewhat towards me,
i m safe, safe, it seems you saves,
unless your friend, shouts, i see,
its smiling me vishaal here,
n pray u will never forget me there....
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