connecting

By , Edison, NJ
I don't really know you but I think I do.
I'm your best friend and your mine
Personality and talent are masked at times
The flowers that bloom and withers is that our friendship? or is it when a match is lit on wood and as long as there is enough wood, the fire keeps burning.





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