we meet strangers ,we talk to them
we make friends ,we walk with them
the magic of god was created a day
he placed a heart,where friends always stay
we cry we laugh,we make fun of them
we fight,we dance,we shout at them
the magic of god was created another day
he placed a mind where these memories always stay
we think we worry ,we want to be with them
we meet,we remember ,we fear to loose them
but the magic of man was created one day
people become important ,whenever they go away
vineet
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