From out my heart, these words come-
'You are my frend, my dearest'.
Our friendshp knows no fetters
And thou, the golden arrow of appolo.
No more i'm hearing thy friendly murmer;
No more i'm feelinging thy slender touches;
Thou far away from me..
And i'm my friend, my dearest frend, alone.
Day follow day;
Driven by boredom i sit.
World for me is empty,
Days are becoming longer,
And my friend, i'm missing you badly.
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