Dear,

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To my dear friend

Someone had wounded the sky
Pain made him cry
drowning the world,
Weeping the sorrow and
Sweeping it along those inky maps
Covered in the blankets of clouds
Thunder have become it's only voice
I remember hidding my self down my bed

Little fluttering sounds behind the bushes
With dusk, it's sprinkles with tiny lights
One enough to glow a paper lamp
I remember my childhood running behind them.

Army of the Paper origamis
Boats floating along the sea of canals
And planes crashing on the ends of the border
Welding swords and ridding dragons
I remember my friends playing besides me.

Smell of bread and freshly baked cookies
As the stomach growls for snacks
Sweetness dissolves in platelets with the first bite
Sweet and soft
Made you crave for more
I remember my nanny calling me from the kitchen for more.

Peeking through the neighbors house
Waiting for her single sight
Seeing her smiling vanilla face
Causing butterfly to flutter aloud
My friend whistles made us run straight to room
Laughing till everything becomes silent ghost
I remember watching our first crush together

Chattering classroom
And wild playgrounds
Teachers scolding and weird punishments
Fear of exams with lack of preparation
Skipping classes and killing time at cafeteria
I remember our golden days of school.

A lot of things comes and goes, making the memories alive
A prove of my happy days that make me smile even today in my worst days.
Today when I am bounded with time
I only have that
I remember my childhood lingering around crazy stuff and comic friend like you!

Your loyal friend,
Xyz.

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