with your mouth pursed
we bring out the drinks
When you walk into the room
with your eyes on the floor
we offer our sleeves
When you walk into the room
with your ears red
we prepare our eardrums
When you walk into the room
with a whispering sigh
we broaden our shoulders
When I walk into the room
with a skip in my beat
you all would serve sweets
What is a friend for
but to do life together?
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