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I loved your poem. The secret friendship that others can't see reminded me of friendships all around the World that cannot be. Years ago when I lived in the Philippines I had a group of friends. One of which was Muslim. His family and friends found out that he and his non Muslim friends were hanging around with me a Westerner. After that if I joined the group he had to leave incase anyone saw him talking to me unless we were all meeting up miles away from the city. It's such a shame that some peoole judge individuals of other cultures or beliefs without actually getting to know them

"In their eyes we are strangers
in secret, are gladly good friends."

^ there should be a comma after strangers or a period.

That said, I can relate to this piece, this mirrors what I've went through in the past, and remained to be just friends, when we should have moved forward, I think it's better to do and regret, then regret not doing at all. Anyways sorry for the tangent, I like this piece, it's honest and relatable.

"In their eyes we are strangers
in secret, are gladly good friends."

^ there should be a comma after strangers or a period.

That said, I can relate to this piece, this mirrors what I've went through in the past, and remained to be just friends, when we should have moved forward, I think it's better to do and regret, then regret not doing at all. Anyways sorry for the tangent, I like this piece, it's honest and relatable.

I love this one. Nice and smooth.