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Deprived

Yes, I visited my old friends one day, Told them all about my life, How things have been these days, Reminiscing the treasures we once shared. Yes, we sat in silence, Under the glistening stars, As I told them, "It would be nice of you to pay a visit, Never seem to catch a hold of you these days, But I hope you're now happy as we once were, As you now have each other. But it does get a little lonely for me." Alas, they never replied, Perhaps it was the six feet of dirt That blocked my sigh As I said, "Farewell, once again, My friends, Your time had run out, And my hourglass is soon to finish, And I'll join you, with a smile."
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16 / F / Somewhere
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Written by
An_Average_Writer
16 / F / Somewhere
Published
Dec 20, 2018
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கையறுநிலை (kai-yaru nilai) - A Tamil word to describe the utter helplessness of losing something and never being able to get it back. (In this case, Friends) (P.S. The literal meaning is: slipping out from one's grasp)

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