Sunday, January 20, 2019

Days of the Past

Those are the days my friend 
                       which never seemed to end,our laughter had rioted . 
                       when we walked without a need,we did things together without a deed.
                       when I haven't lied , which I myself have revered.
                       when no goodbyes were said, no handshakes were made

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