Being strangers,
Crossing together each danger.
Passing smiles,
Gathering thoughts in a file.
Walking together,
I don’t know when and where we met,
But all I know it’s a gift we get.
Becoming friends in the last days,
And still seeing a bright ray.
Chatting to you is so much fun,
You just keep insulting me all the time,
Cause of which I want to shoot you with a gun.
Helping you in each situation,
And building a deep relation.
Our friendship is so strong,
And I hope it stay for too long.

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