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Jan 2019
They asked me,
Who am I?
I told them,
I am a friend they can't defy.
I am somebody they call my name,
They can't deny.

I told them, I am only an old friend
They don't have to be afraid
A friend so much in deed
A friend deeply in need.

That friend,
They do always recall to their mind,
A friend they still remembered.
A friend they once betrayed.

I was a good friend,
I left them with void.

A friend is easier lost than found.
Twalib Mushi
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Twalib Mushi  24/M/Tanzania
(24/M/Tanzania)   
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