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Dear my friend

I see you from across the street
I hid behind the post lamp
As I stare and marvel
At how much you've grown

Dear my friend

How are you
Do you miss me or think of me
As much as my mind flew to you every night
I hope not but i hope so too

Dear my friend

Where have you been
I keep looking for the old you
But seeing you now perhaps the you now
Is proof you are better than that stupid young boy

Dear my friend

You still look so handsome
Even when you look exhausted
Your smile never fades
As you pick up the tray and take those orders

Dear my friend

I am so proud
My knees that have been in pain
From spending nights of praying
Is worth it, at how much you have changed

Dear my friend

You turn around and felt those goosebumps
Yes, i had been watching
But i have left now
You carry on, and I will go now
Happily

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