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A typical day
2025.2.4
Today, I accidentally overrides one of my poem.
Now, it is gone.
Can I retrieve it? Maybe?
From my head, my heart or my memory?
I wished I have saved it on the USB.
So I would not loose it.
People make all sort of promises.
They hardly keep any of it.
Every where I go,
It seems troubles will follow.
How was that so?
I really don't know.
I always try to keep my profile low.
I love to travel, even on my own.
Met lot of people, as the trip ended,
Some of them, became my friends.
They called me every now and then,
We travel again.
To me, a good friend is someone,
Who was able to treat one another,
With respect, honesty and speak kind words.
Words cost nothing to the speaker,
Uses nice words to please each other.
It is easy said than done,
People forget all that, when they are upset.
That was it my friends.
Goodbye, till we meet again.
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