Friendship
Pencil: I'm sorry. :(
Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.
Pencil: I'm sorry, you get hurt because of me.
Whenever I made a mistake, you're
always there to erase it. But as you make my
mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself and get
smaller and smaller each
time.
Eraser: That's true, but I don't really mind.You
see, I
was made to do this, I was made to help you
whenever you do something wrong, even though
one day I know I'll be gone. I'm actually happy
with my job.So please, stop worrying I hate seeing you sad.
BACE JE KE?KOMEN LA WEYH
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