Naveed Akram (15 December 1973 / London, England)
Never do the lies of a man penetrate the ill people,
Their states are bold and their friendship is strong.
Not in a million cities is found a stallion that rides
Inside the minds of the young men and women of right.
Many have succumbed to the slaughter of the criminals,
Illness is a test from the believers of the right nature,
Their stallions will fight with legs and bold habits
Feeling their way to the top, as friendship glistens tonight.
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