Living in different places, of different civil status.
Fated was their meeting.
A purpose in each other's life is what they are serving.
As close to each other as they can be,
Mistaken often as lovers, which they can be.
Concerned for each other's welfare,
The best of friends they are.
A shoulder to lean on when the other is down.
Having the other as a friend is like a crown.
Always there for the other, waiting for the call.
Take it for granted, prepare for its toll.
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