Dearest Muse
I remember our journey through school like yesterday—
memories to cherish, lessons to learn.
Today brings opportunities to grow;
tomorrow offers new beginnings to embrace.
Yet I fail to understand
why I stand here alone.

Dear Friend
I remember your laughter echoing through our halls—
steady as sunrise, bold as our dreams.
You carried us through exams and heartbreaks,
stitched courage into every stumble.
Today I walk forward with your strength in my stride;
tomorrow, I’ll carry your name in my heart.
I fail to understand
why you feel alone.

My Dearest Muse
I stand looking across the sea—
alone, hoping for a glimpse of you.

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