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Cactus

I have picked up a gift today, For him on his birthday. Not chocolates,they melt. Not flowers,they wither. Its a cactus. Yes a cactus. Its not colorful.. Colorful are those which will someday fade. Its not blissful.. Blissful are those which will someday turn sad. It is its own kind of beautiful. I don't know our friendship will last how long.. But it will live for a lifetime asking him to stay strong.. My gift knows no end.. It will always remind him of his friend.. My gift is unusual,but very special. Its a cactus . Yes a cactus.

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Date: 12/26/2017 9:22:00 AM
Wonderful pen :)
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Ankita Madiwalar
Date: 12/26/2017 11:22:00 AM
Thank you Maureen!

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