escaping n9ts widout U wid shadows on d wall ma mind is running wild trying hard nt 2fall ...when ma eyes are closed d greatest story told I woke n my dreams r shattered here on d floor
A bond of love, A medal of trust. A shoulder in sadness, A hand in darkness. A special relation to hold, An ear where secrets can be told. An appreciator for encouragement, Something that doesn’t cost. A jewel never to be lost. Is the magic called F R I E N D good morning have a cool day