A friend

A friend
Is not a friend anymore,
Having put herself into a
'no follow' regime
And slid out of sight.

A friend
Is someone
I might have lost
For some time or for good -
However I still recall her past self

In a warm gulf of memories

When she used to be so warm and tactful.

Sentimentality aside,
There could be others but
My dream
Is just a trifle in her life,
A jacket she puts on every day,
Sliding graciously out of all the obligations
Including the moral duty of telling the truth.

If you are no one to a former friend,
It takes the system years
To work out your polite inquiry.


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