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Feb 2014
The absence of your fellowship is felt severely
My friend, here and now, you're missed dearly

Maybe we were wrong, maybe we were blind
Teach us in your absence for we may be kind

Let me forgive myself as I watched you slowly bleed
For I am responsible, no matter who did the deed

With whom do I now share this off-colour joke?
With whom do I now share this 4 am smoke?

I was sure someday we were meant to part ways
Never did it cross my mind, numbered were your days

My mind screams when I think back and see the smoking gun
Brother I never called you, but forever you shall be one
Salil Panvalkar
Written by
Salil Panvalkar  Mumbai
(Mumbai)   
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