I met him after years,
his face had that same glory,
his walk the way he talks noting has changed he is still that old soul.
I saw him after years,
his voice his lips that move when he talks
had that same theme, that we used to share in childhood.
I hugged him after years,
his way of dressing, his perfume had that fragrance I was familiar with.
I wanted to spend some more time with him.
but then we both carried our responsibilities.
A hearty goodbye & promise that we'll be in touch.
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