Strangers
I'm looking at my friends, Wondering if we'll ever become strangers I hope it'll never happen, But deep down I'm all too aware of the truth That's why I photograph them the most, To keep the memories close It's funny how we were strangers before, And that will be our fate once again But maybe that's not written in the stars, And we'll never have to be strangers ever again
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