What does it feel,
To have a kind of friend,
That never treat you,
As a STRANGER?
What does it feel,
To have a kind of friend,
That never make you feel,
ALONE?
What does it feel,
To have a kind of friend,
That can turn SADNESS,
Into HAPPINESS?
What does it feel,
To have a kind of friend,
That can draw a RAINBOW,
After the RAIN?
What does it feel,
To have a kind of friend,
That gave you a warm HUG,
When you're in DEPRESS?
What does it feel,
To have a kind of friend,
That cheers you UP,
When you're DOWN?
What does it feel,
To have a kind of friend,
That will always protect YOU,
When you're in DANGER?
And what does it feel,
To have a kind of friend,
That will never leave YOU and
forget YOU,
Till the end of TIME?
All of this questions,
Was turned into ANSWER,
Because of you,
My Beloved and Precious...
FRIEND.
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