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My Tribe

My friend

With coffee in your hand,

You are my tribe.

You are my band.

 

I send you this

You send me that

But to stay friends

We need to act.

 

At least to share

A bold plan:

To meet, to play,

Or to escape.

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Poeteia
Published
Mar 10
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#friends#friendship#relationship#coffee
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