My last talk:
On the day we went for a walk.
It was evening time,
And the stars seemed to shine.
It was I and my best friend, Siddharth,
Who was somehow overwhelmed by wrath.
Trolling down the street,
He tumbled over, and it was our last meet.
He was dead,
On the rough bed.
I was extremely sorry for him,
But it was my fault, that I did nothing.
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