To The Ones I Call My Friends Comments

To the ones I call my friends
I had a conversation with the moon last night; sleep was but a farfetched dream, perhaps that's why I stayed up all night.
My comrade, the bright moon and I conversed about the laughs we shared in the past; he told me how we may no longer be friends and I was but filled with aghast.
To know that the journey we started many moons ago would but turn into crescent; I swear I never in my wildest dreams think our friendship would become this evanescent.
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