I dedicate these emotion words, For a friends to have lose his closest roots. As now he is in the lowest mood, May him find the light walking back the road. The feeling of accepting a sudden departs, Is like a dead knot that could break into parts. You do pray it is just a bitter joke, Reality tells it is a taboo that couldn't be provoke. Curse you may for the hash life ground! Cry as loud if that will cure your wound! But when you done, come back my friends, Because the journey needs you till the ends.
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