Dearest Sender
I wasn’t online when you called
The signs of missed calls now I see
Each time, when through our chats I scroll
Hearing your messages to me
Your voice remains with me forever
It’s not the past that passed away
You speak, and we are stuck together
As always, as we are today
You look as young, as I remember
You being the last time we met
I’ve changed a bit, my dearest sender
You’d laugh if heard me saying that..
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