Reality
She had always been a dear friend
Intellectual and lively companion
The old times now have changed
With those, she too has changed
Her smiles look so unreal to me
That used to be her trade mark
Her pleasantries now are formal
Those then used to be the real
She now converses with caution
Earlier there was no precaution
Hear dealings now are self-centric
That always used to get admiration
In spite of all of theses changes
I admire her ways and personality
She may have apparently changed
Warmth and the charm still a reality
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