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I know a person long ago… A friend he is though a little more…… Why a little more? So here you go A friend indeed a true friend Was always there start to end…. Fighting and patching was in our share too A friend he is though a little more… Cared like a brother rather Protected me from fair to bad weather Fighting and patching was in our share too A friend he is though a little more… Wept, like a child, n Cuddled like a baby, For Mother’s love, he would say so. Fighting and patching was in our share too A friend he is though a little more… Orders for all time n Demands for all care What was in mind, could never know. Fighting and patching was in our share too A friend he is though a little more… Sick I was, n he was sick too I a little worried, he was too I in a fix, he had a solution too Fighting and patching was in our share too A friend he is though a little more… The day I left, I couldn’t move forward Something was heavy, I stopped to see Not my luggage it was my heart u see Fighting and patching was in our share too A friend he is though a little more… I left, for a new life with questions for me Now I know the answer WHY But questions to him are left unanswered Fighting and patching was in our share too A friend he is though a little more… |
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