So Long Buddy
dreaming friend
like the chancing days of wind
if i could draw his breath
so sad to watch my friend
growing older
growing colder
don't forget your feelings
spare a thought for me
i am not a startled stranger
something more than typewriters are needed
to record the personal touch
introspection is not an option
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