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Cacophony


You, me, he.

All these define a state a being

But about the we?

 

What about the lives we can save, the chances we can make, the friends we can make?

Are we in this world alone.

Should we open up our hearts and homes.

 

A wise man once said a friend is worth more than any jewel,

But oh what to do

In this society full of pretentious loners, 

Can we really find a friend anymore.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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