There are some friends
That distance is only but
A foot step away
No matter how far or near
They are, the love remains
Solid as ever, never forgotten
There are some friends
A yard away, a foot away an inch away
Turns you into a stranger
And no sooner do you become an alien
Fading into ghostliness on passage
Paths of time and distance travelled
True friends do not fade
Like a cheap cloth that shrinks
And wouldn't fit after just one wash
Looking for the receipt
To read about the return policy
In the small print on store rejects
Which one are you
Sincerely don't fool yourself
Do you feel awkward when we meet
Wanting to hide as first instinct held
Too late you have been spotted, shame on you
Fighting so hard with your conscience
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