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Making Friends is Strange
The world is full of variation of people.
Like color red is hot and blue is cool.
Each time I meet new people,
Their attitude changes like a rule.
Making new friends feels like a switch.
One time is dark, one time is bright.
Like a sunset transitions to moonlight.
Friendly ones appear like a starlight.
u/Agreeable-Equal6036 — 6 days ago