Old friends

Dreaming  of old friends is always disturbing, bringing back memories of forgotten times. I dreamed of her, long forgotten, a friend, a confidant, a companion. She was standing in front of me, talking but her words scape me. Why now? Maybe is because I’m feeling old, or lonely or just because I was looking at our old college pictures, but there she was, in my dreams.

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