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20 May 1989

FRIEND OR FOE?

A friend,

holding on to your hand,

through intimate moments

of shared experiences

in life...

...until

one of you,

decide it's time to let go

on with a separate life.

A foe,

breaking trust between you,

through difficult times,

of shared experiences

in life...

...until

his spiteful words of bitter malice

opened up the heavens

for a down pour of tears.

 


 

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