Life is filled with people,
Whom we term as friends.
Turns do show up in one's journey,
But friendship never ends.
New people show up,
As the path bends.
Old ones feel jealous and fight,
But friendship never ends.
Some people figure their other half,
Where majority time one spends.
Interactions might be minimal,
But friendship never ends.
When time strikes,
All of them will have a send,
Only the real ones stand,
Whose true friendship will never end.
Whom we term as friends.
Turns do show up in one's journey,
But friendship never ends.
New people show up,
As the path bends.
Old ones feel jealous and fight,
But friendship never ends.
Some people figure their other half,
Where majority time one spends.
Interactions might be minimal,
But friendship never ends.
When time strikes,
All of them will have a send,
Only the real ones stand,
Whose true friendship will never end.
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