One day we were at seashore,
bringing up wistful memories till dawn,
supportive, caring and inspiring he was,
a guardian of our realm like brothers in arms.
In bliss we drowned as we gazed the stars,
keeping our fingers crossed for a lasting friendship.
A stranger he was, a best friend he became.
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