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A friend

Are you still my friend?

I never knew

Life could turn into a long

Examination

For both of us, 

And sometimes we would mention

Answers which unfortunately don't

Correlate. 


Yesterday it was too late, 

I made a call

And you pretended not to know me.

Hey! 

Do you approve it when the others act this way? 


Remember our flea markets, time cafes,

Rules of a thumb and nights of gold...


I still work on the beauty I used to behold

Before alll the disasters. I'd prefer

Our friendship to last, 

Don't change your number, 

I'll come in handy soon

And my fundumental knowledge will fly above you 

Like a colourful balloon. 


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