Gláre

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What was I thinking and who you are.
You feel so near, thought you were so far.
You were always smiling with those hating scars.
So beautiful and shining like a piece of star.
People backbite and bitch do stare.
No matter who bluffs,
I don't want you to care.
As a partner and as a friend, I dare
Take this friendship till the endless glare.

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