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'Best Friend - The Priceless Treasure'

“Best Friends, the title we share
No matter how far we are or for how long we don't talk
The title will still be shared among us
We talk, we smile
We shout, we cry
We fear because of the fact we care
Tears are shed, love is spread
And in a way our love and anger is justified
Secrets are traded
Privacy is invaded
No questions, no answers
No emotions hurt
Peace of mind over the past few months
Is all that we have been concentrating on
Doesn't matter if we don't meet
But it does matter if don't talk!!
If you call I'll always pick
If you fall you will find me always to pick
Years back, a promise we made
‘BEST FRIENDS FOREVER’
And in my heart I know that
It will never fade.”

       - Pushkin Channan

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