What happens to true friendship?
Does it blossom
like a bamboo orchid in a flower garden?
Or stand still like a calm pond--
And then ripple when agitated?
Does it fade with time like a sunset descending
behind a hill?
Or burn away fast--
Like a lit fuse?
Maybe it just vanishes
Like an object in a magic trick.
Or does it renew?
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