Are We Really Friends?
First time
I meet you
You meet me
And we become friends,
With no vested interest ,
We never knew each other before.
Second time
I meet you
You meet me
With vested interest
I share my bread with you
You share your bread with me,
We exchange gifts and ideas
And we become best friend
Third time
I meet you
You meet me
But this time
No sharing of bread
No exchange of gifts and ideas
And we become the worst enemy.
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