The Friendship
For so long without a north
Bringing immense anguish inside the soul,
Without calm, without affection. Only disagreements
Molding in suffering every day.
The much loved voice fell silent
And no hope to me touching.
But the wind that turns into calmness
Acting on my chest dries the tears
And that brings so much joy truly
Cultivation with vigor, so much joy,
In this great friendship that dedicate
Rich in emotions, sacred words.
I feel that promises a new song
Bring a happier morning...
MLoures
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