Third Wheel

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They were three friends

Who always did everything together

Laughing, chatting and enjoying each other's presence

A three cord string is difficult to break

So they continue living together

Unaware of what would happen next

Little by little, gaps are created

Only two spend time together

The other one is a third wheel

Always feeling left out

Can't join in their conversations anymore

Feeling fed up, she leaves the trio

Now the trio becomes a duo

Distance becomes a barrier

And they drift apart

Now the duo becomes a solo

Years later, they organize a reunion

For just the three of them

Amidst eating and drinking,

They remember all good and bad memories they shared together

Going back to their individual homes

None of them would ever forget these cherished moments

For the rest of their lives

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