Friend
Many different confronted precipices
In the hard journey through life
Abysses on my feet, I created stupid,
But every battle was won.
Being able to assistance your whole
Be proceeding with the tide, go ahead,
I am learning to separate wheat from the chaff
Hear every word that will strengthen us.
May to discern good and bad,
Only on the friendship meeting, at last,
The forces to fatten in my backyard
The love will be born around the garden,
Be your friend and companion,
One genuine diamond brightness...
Marcos Loures
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