Friend

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Friend…
Dear friend…
Where are you these days?
At the peek of the early sunrise
I search…
But I can’t find…
A part of me seems lost
In the air of the distant day.
Unable to find rest
At the mercy of a forbidden night.
Friend…
Dear friend…
Where might you be today?
I need you desperately
I search…
But I can’t find…

me.

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