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Make this last.

Make this last.

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It was like the stream of fresh water,

our friendship.


Timid in the start but growing,

growing so much, ever more.


It was like filling my veins

with warmth of something new,

something precious.


It was like I was born anew

with your companionship.


We played, we swore,

We fought and and came back for more.


The bonds we made when we were little,

would bind us till we are old.


It's such a wonder,

Our innocent hands which reached each other,

Now they bind us for life and more.


My friend, My brother.

We come from so much trust and thunder.


I wish we wouldn't have grown up,

complicating ourselves so much.


But now we have grown,

But we have not been thrown,

let's still be each other's heart.

Let's make this friendship last.


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