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Feb 2018
as the years went on
i learned to linger on,
to take a slow walk
and make a little talk,
to think of sublime
and not to yield to pride,
to blend in a crowd
and not to speak loud
or brag about
or babble around.
I learnt to be humble
and behave with humility,
to be in the middle,
to value civility.
I've come to believe
in the tales of past,
that people remembered
but never did last.
Farook Suyarov
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Farook Suyarov  27/M/Fergana
(27/M/Fergana)   
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