It starts with a simple chatting,
That leads to exchanging thoughts and stories.
In every talk builds a relationship,
That leads to a simple and good friendship.
I never considered as a hindrance of not seeing him,
Even they say this is some kind of strange.
Even this friend of mine comes from a far place,
He is still a friend that I really cherish.
I may not know what he looks like,
And even paint his face in the sky.
I wish this friendship of us will stay,
Wherever we may go and whenever we may lay.
Originally written on January 08, 2004
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