We travel through this life, make friends along the way
Some will last forever, but many will not stay
We laugh, we learn, we cry and tell each other whims
But very seldom do we let another person in.
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I loved your poem. It's a Master piece. Well, love is a gamble or a jack pot. But at least we should give it a try.
This question has no answer for the lonely; but, there is always hope in life. Nice piece of work.