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I’m like a roaring river, while My friend is like a gentle wind. I’m like pepper, while She’s like chocolate. I’m rough as the skin of a reptile, while She’s soft as a feather. But these differences, Made us the best friends We are today And we both go like Flower and bee, Since She is like a blooming flower, While I’m like a buzzing bee. And we both are meant to be best friends, So it shall be!
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