We all have angels in our lives. They are disguised as humans. Do you know what we normally call them? No, not lovers. They are friends. And not just a somebody whom we have given a title of friends. These friends are the 2 or 3 people in our lives who stay. They do not hesitate to go to hell and back with us. The support system of our lives. After family, they are the ones who care. This is a poem dedicated to all such humans who have made my life worth living.All Rights Reserved
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