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Here comes my friend bubbling

Showing her new shoes

She wants to how they look

I smile, they look fab, I say

When they hand over the receiver

I take it obligingly

They want to know how my life fare

I smile, Great I say

There are always chats

There are always smiles

I am at my best to be courteous

I am what can be my best

But when the chats stop

When the smile withers

When they drift away

What is left behind is haze

It gives me chill

Like a touch of cold steel

It not winter

Yet the loneliness returns

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