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A Meeting
A Meeting
In a dream, I meet
my friend. An old,
elementary, school friend.
In this dream, she was
still blonde with few
highlights that
clashed with her bright
blue eyes. She looked
the same, as she did
seven years back.
The same imperfect,
but white teeth. The
same slim body type.
Best friends for years,
but no longer. Because
there comes a time in
life when we move on,
we change, we loss contact,
and soon enough we pretend,
as if we never knew each
other. Never an acquaintance,
never a friendship, never a
shared laughter.
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