I hastily mounted the old maroon English racer...
Trash cans to my right, parked cars to my left...
In prose and verse he is well rehearsed
And his humour knows no bounds...
Every feeling,every touch
Every thought is way to much...
This poem is to someone special... i never tell...
People need friends in their life...
A letter to you my friend
Is a letter of golden words...
Dear Syafarina
A dear friend of mine...
Thanks for memories
Thank you all...
Nineteen candles on a bittersweet cake.
Day of joy, day of weary pain...
I use to hold you in my heart as only a friend but...
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You've been there for me through everything
you always make things so simple...
Somewhere out there
Across the 50 states...