Friends
Different confronted precipices
In the hard walk through life,
Abysses with my feet, I created foolish,
But every battle has been unsuccessful.
Having access to all your assistance
In a row against the tides, go ahead,
I learn separate wheat from the chaff
Listen to each word which looms
By being able to discern good and evil,
Only in the friendship meeting, at last,
Forces to fatten in my backyard
The love that blossom entire garden
Be your friend and companion,
A genuine diamond brightness...
Marcos Loures
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