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Jul 2018
Out of the many races we run
One of them is companionship
where both are compatible
Running together
Sometimes one in front
Sometimes the other
Maintaining a small distance.
Over the years one may became tired
while the other may not.  
The Distance increases
when a time comes
Either one  becomes Slow
And the other one
Runs away too  Far...
Written by
Aslam M  48/M/India
(48/M/India)   
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