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Friday, 26 August 2011

On a Friend 26 Jan 1998

Life was hopeless,
you brought me hope,
My eyes were wet,
you mopped my tears.
you were like,
A breeze of fragrance,
who swept away staleness from life.
The Sun of hope now again shines,
The life is once more pleasant.
You are my best friend,
And forever will be.

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