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Friends I Don’t Miss You

Photo by Austrian National Library on Unsplash

Your being with me is unimportant
Yet your being and well is important.

In decades gone, you all became my
friends in different places at different times.
I found the first of you was in the
kindergarten in the neighborhood.
School finished, and college came.
It was not our town; it was a city.
I found your father away from home
yet the bond remained solid and
invisible like it was in




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Diepak Paul

Diepak Paul

Life gave me much. I published first novel 2011. I am rewriting after my disability due to accident, and stroke. Starting to write here to heal, and be healed.

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