my friends do not die
they may go
and not come back
as in
they're gone for good
seeking greener pastures
as reason
in other continents
with no news from them
but they are still in my heart
and i always remember them
as they also remember me
in their hearts
memories of friendship
live forever
specially those childhood ones
once when the rivers were
clear and clean
when laughter was not shaded
with fear
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