Friends
Life, moves....
Life is a like a bus-stop.
People will stop and wait.
transit,stay....
spend some time,
share some laughs...
than maybe move on.
They might return.
You'll never know when.
People come back round,
share more laughs...
then leave again...
How much to share, how much to love .... how much gets left behind?
Who gets left behind?
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