I was born alone and fine
Into a world that back then was fine
As I grew I met many folks
Of whom some became my friends
When I was young I was all alone
If not for my summer time friend
During schools I met many in my way
But hardly any one was close to me
In my teenage I made my closest ones
But the journey of life took them far away
During college I made some friends
Hardly a handful was worth keeping there
After I left I still was close, but
Again the journey of life took them away
Still I try to keep in touch
Only to realize one day even they will go
For in this world you come, travel and leave alone…
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