Silent runner, my first thought,
Sometimes becomes a property highly sought.
There was still something I could not do,
I just could not write about you.
It has been days now, I have been trying to write,
Taking thoughts out of my mind, has become a fight.
It has been long now, that I have you known,
And with that, for you, the respect and trust has also grown.
So many conversations I have had with you,
But still, the moments I could recollect are just a few.
You are one friendI cherish having long talk,
Till we are out of thoughts, like just after a daily walk.
Your friendship is a prized possession for me,
Hope your passion and hard work take you places you want to be.
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