On Friendship - Part II
Life always give us many opportunities
to make friends, to do things we wanted, to love and to be loved;
Some knock on your door,
Others come in through the window,
like gentle wind, or like a thunderstorm;
Don't fret over what is lost,
Think about what you lose
when you live in the past;
Hold them, feel them, keep them,
Each is different,
Each is unique.
to make friends, to do things we wanted, to love and to be loved;
Some knock on your door,
Others come in through the window,
like gentle wind, or like a thunderstorm;
Don't fret over what is lost,
Think about what you lose
when you live in the past;
Hold them, feel them, keep them,
Each is different,
Each is unique.
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