Different Seasons

You have friends,
They mean the world to you.
Beguiled you are; by their presence,
Are they really worth it?
Friendships are for centuries,
And not for seasons.
Be careful whom you consider as your own,
They might be there till unfolding of next season.
Never use people for your interests,
And never get used either.
The idea is to be calculative in your choices,
Make a choice you can be clear about,
And not one you had to cry for.
The world is a beautiful place,
But caution, bitterness is still there in shape of bits.

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