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Wishing we were more
I hear your voice in my heart
Your eyes made its way
to my memory
I miss our talks when I'm alone
I treasured them like gold
They never get old
I believe all things
happen for a reason
If we were not meant
to be together
Then we were meant to be friends
Someone to talk to
To lend an ear when one is down
A hug to pick us up
I'm a true friend till the end
Wishing we were more I can't pretend
Your eyes made its way
to my memory
I miss our talks when I'm alone
I treasured them like gold
They never get old
I believe all things
happen for a reason
If we were not meant
to be together
Then we were meant to be friends
Someone to talk to
To lend an ear when one is down
A hug to pick us up
I'm a true friend till the end
Wishing we were more I can't pretend
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