Friendship weaves a fabric of unseen threads,
binding hearts across distance, across time.
Your presence has woven itself quietly into the fabric of my days—
not flashy, not grand—
just there, strong and true.
You are part of my tapestry.
No rumors here—just the truths that friendship teaches
Friendship weaves a fabric of unseen threads,
binding hearts across distance, across time.
Your presence has woven itself quietly into the fabric of my days—
not flashy, not grand—
just there, strong and true.
You are part of my tapestry.
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