My Friend

You spoke your languages

You never shunned confrontation

But always from love, so no damages

Your perspective was inspiration

I wasn’t outtalked

There were things left to say

But destiny has you walked

No, we’ll all find a new way

That’s what I hope

For now, I say goodbye

And hold on to my own rope

At this end of the sky

@D

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