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My Friend Who am I really Will someone answer it undoubtly Was i suppose to be a boy Or i was supposed to be a bundle of joy. All went away with unspoken winds Memories to cherish and nothing left to win I am here alone dear friend Waiting along red line to melt One day the time will change And we will be together again But to seek the forgiven love I urge you not to change I was there standing alone facing the winds To protect you from unladen hints And you passed by pushing me aside Without thinking what will be left for me to reside Was that right I left this for you to decide Just a word from you my friend Will ch