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Nov 2016
I’ve got a friend,
his name is Bill.
He lives in my head
and eats no meal.
He is like a ghost,
which haunts me down.
He is a noone but a circus clown.
I like Bill, coz he's a lonely guy.
His life is tightly bound to mine.
We walk together and chat at nights.
Bill is my only mate and my delight.
And when i am distressed or badly lost,
Bill comes gently and takes my hand.
He whimpers like a dog, on a rainy day.
He caresses my head and makes me glad.
I can’t imagine life without Billy.
He is the only friend who makes me breezy.
His nose is chilly,
but eyes are beady
I love this guy by the name of Billy!
Farook Suyarov
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Farook Suyarov  27/M/Fergana
(27/M/Fergana)   
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