Friendship
The meandering river, please tell me a story of yours
Your origin, and the whim that your journey stores.
Water flows in serenity, and flowing water runs to the quest, unknown
Those murmuring trees wave on the riverside; shining sunlight on stone.
I will meet you there one day, beyond all logical perceptions
Your words will merge with setting sun, in surreal definitions.
Beyond all depressive phases, a moment of belief will persist
The inner soul will enlighten ; the darkness could not resist.
No pain of death will haunt anyone there; none will deliberately inflict harm
That day, I will reach for your hand, in love and friendship, in an eternal term.
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