I haven’t been so long
to the brotherhood community.
My many friends had gone
in silent farewell immunity,
and on the brink of tears,
and killing sobs in the throat
I smiled to all my fears
that outside have caught.
The wind that blew with cry
the first breath of the shout,
had taken their last sigh;
and left them in the ground.
No matter what I felt
distressed and lonely touched
though waiting like a hell
to meet them awfully much.
My friends deceived their age
with shocking dress and hair,
but had gone off the stage
so early, that’s unfair.
I rushed to see them straight
to our childhood town,
but it happened I was late -
they were no more around.
25.11.2020г.
My friends
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