A raven flies, and cows, and flaps,
And heart to heart, and step by step.
The friendship deeper than the sea,
It’s stronger than an oak tree,
It’s proved by acts, but not by words.
There are we have so many roads,
To lose, betray... and only one
My friend was constant, but he’s gone.
A raven flies and cows. Good land!
He took the soul of my best friend.
The Lost Friend
© Copyright: Илья Радин, 2016
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