Our Spirits Remain Connected
Through changing skies, from bright to drear.
Our roots run deep, unseen but strong,
A bond unbroken, our hearts belong.
Time may stretch the miles between,
Yet threads of love weave the unseen.
In whispered thoughts, in laughter's glow,
Our friendship's light will always show.
Like stars that shine through night's vast span,
We guide each other, hand in hand.
No need for closeness, side by side,
For in our hearts, we both reside.
So let us grow, as seasons change,
Our dreams and goals may rearrange.
But know this truth, a sacred art:
We grow apart, yet not in heart.
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