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That day.. That sunny wednesday..

There he found me..

Shockingly I got startled.. by a face I used to hearted..

He called me.. as if I was his old friend closely..

Never thought he’ll be there.. standing there..

He remembers me.. He recognizes me..

as if I wish he does that since 8 years ago..

Such a long time.. for me to finally meet him again..

I used to admired him..  curiously..

I used to like him.. Maybe even more.. Secretly..

& now, being his friend.. is such a dream come true..

Appreciate every moment, I really do..

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