Thank you
That's a word you've rarely gotten But only you deserve the act The word, it has been long forgotten My fault, for the kindness I lacked I wanted to say *thank you* For your éfforts and integrity For morality and sincerity For peace, tranquility and a friendly heart For everything, my dear, thank you You would listen to my fables anytime, So much I lost count. You gave me advice all the time, Which helped a big amount. We loved to chat about anything at night, Discussing various topics until dusk was in sight, Dreaming with you was incomparable, I remember all of it my friend , it was truly unforgettable. I think it is pretty clear even if unsaid, I won't hesitate to come to your aid, After all, you are my friend, my good friend, I love you to no end.
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