The person you are, and the person you pretend to be.
I've kept one of you here, safe in my heart.
I can smile at smiles, even now.
Even when I curse and cry at you
Even when I let you fade away into the depths of time
I can remember you, fondly.
It is like I have kept my friend with me, eternally
And that is enough, enough for me
Enough that I can still smile at what used to be.
for forgotten friends.
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