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3rd September, 1997

Dear Friend, just like Love,
The flame of friendship too doesn’t die.

It may become dim with time,
If friends don’t wish, if they don’t try.
The plant of friendship needs care to bloom,
The share of true feelings, so it doesn’t dry –
Friendship dances to the tune of love and laughter,
And consoles hearts needing a shoulder to cry.