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To Shokirboy
My dear brother, homey, friend
I've understand it at the end
From all the treasures that I've found
The real is your friendship and no doubt
I love you like brother, as if you my blood
For this gift I'll always be thankful to GOD
In my hear no one else can be at your place
I'll keep this filling until the end of my days
You helped me when we were both at home
Even now, I can fell your assistance when I'm away and alone
Your mails to me like a breath of fresh air
You were writing to me when no one else even cared
We were passing together through good times and bad
I was in a panic, you never let me be sad
I'm not a poet, but that's true what I've wrote
So bless you ALLAH, know, you're better than gold!
