Friends

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Is that the right word

To describe whatever this is?

This is different than before-

When it had clearly ended.

Now we're stuck.

We hardly speak.

If we ever do,

It's too brief and meaningless.

I worry about you, you know.

But it seems,

That our lives can't handle one another.

Blame it on time,

Blame it on work,

Blame it on school.

We're just strangers now.

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