In the tapestry of life, threads intertwine,
Moments shared, hearts beating in time.
Through the mist of memory, they wander,
Lost friendships, like whispers, they meander.
Each face a chapter, each laugh a verse,
In the chronicles of time, they immerse.
Bound by the echoes of laughter once known,
In the corridors of the past, they're sown.
Yet seasons change, and winds of fate blow,
Friendships fade, like petals in the snow.
In the silent chambers of the heart, they dwell,
Memories linger, like a bittersweet spell.
What once was vibrant, now fades away,
Like colors muted, in the light of day.
Yet in the tapestry, faint traces remain,
Echoes of lost friendships, a silent refrain.
Through the labyrinth of life, we roam,
Seeking solace, in the memories we own.
For in the tapestry of time, they endure,
Lost friendships, timeless and pure.
So let us cherish, what once was dear,
For in the passage of time, they appear.
As echoes of laughter, in the silent night,
Lost friendships, a beacon of light.
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In the foliage of the past
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