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1d
Once, my wrists wore a rainbow of bands,
Now, bare hands hold invisible strands.
Once, wishes poured like summer rain,
Now, a quiet “every day is friendship day” remains.
Once, chocolates passed from hand to hand,
Now, just two, who truly understand.
Once, hearts bloomed for a crowd at school,
Now, only for two… life’s truest jewels.
..and the only true friends I got are my parents and my krishna🕉
Better to have no one than having toxic ones.
Shambhavi
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Shambhavi  19/F/Bihar,India
(19/F/Bihar,India)   
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       Ben Noah Suri, Nat Lipstadt and Shambhavi
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