Unwalked Path

Or… what might have been.

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It's friends like you that make the years apart seem like minutes. Each time we meet, it's like the years fade away.

A whisper on the wind, your name echoes still,
Through chambers of my heart, a bittersweet thrill.
Once our souls danced in perfect harmony,
Now silence reigns where laughter used to be.

Oh friend,…