Old Friends
Old friends gathered, they all had tones,
to discuss about life.
Anxieties and problems were the few things,
in the start.
But all of them end up laughing,
over the memories of the past
in school and parks.
Everything had a fun part.
No one could help the smile that they hold,
while they were lost,
in collecting the memory treasure,
that was buried deep inside their hearts.
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