The
childhood friends
I
don't see them again
Even
names and faces
They
become a distance
Moving
house
The
separation dwells
The
friendship in memory
Of
a time we once played
Those
were the years
Floating
through in time
But
the childhood friends
Only
in faded memory
Sometimes
I can imagine
The
images of games we played
The
shouting and gasping of air
But
the faces can't be seen
The
childhood friends
The
memory in my mind
Sometimes
I can imagine
But
the faces can't be seen
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