River which always flows
Make new friends, make few foes
One that keep changing course
One that hardly remembers its source
Knows it want to reach the sea
Friendship it hardly see
Pond which stays at one place
Make friends, vitriol not its face
One that is calm never leaves its realm
Past, resides in it afresh and warm
Nothing but friendship it savor
Like a Pond, I am your friend...
.... Friend for Ever
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