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Apr 2019
A trio,
       A bond,
              The mortal enemies,
                         Ended up being friends.
We met when we were kids,
      Well you two were...I was always me!
It started with just two,
     Ohh how I wish I can erase that from my memory.
Sitting on the same desk,
                      Fighting every day.
I didn't liked you very much,
                  But we were partners anyway.
We fought,
           We loved ,
                    We hated.
We smiled,
           We cried ,
                     Got separated.
Then we met again,
          We were better this time.
Within the space of two years,
          I learned the patience you learned to smile.
We got separated again,
         But never lost the touch.
Well,if we were always together,
         Would've been too much!.

Then came the third counterpart,
         And balanced it all.
The huge space you carry,
         We were going with the flow.

Taking a trip together,
        Sharing a hotel room.
We bonded on window seat,
        And seriously bad food.

I don't remember,
       what happened after that!!
It's all a blur ,
       Of having a good time and sarcastic comment.
Emotions and support,
       Couldn't ask for better.
If I die tomorrow,
       It would be without regret.
Just don't make fun of my corpse,
       Let me die without your cracks.
So glad to have you both,
       In this weird *** world.
I'm happy I was there to ground you,
      To keep you both in line,
And to teach about the life.
Gulishta
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Gulishta  28/F
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