To my dear friend

I am always in forlay
But I am sad about that day

The day when we'll depart
To meet you can't teach any art.

My heart is lambent
And also keeps sentiments

But now it is futile to think about
In myself are a lot of doubt.

Only you can understand all my inlay
I don't think from my heart you'll be away

Your grandeur in my life can not be told
This affection will remain fresh and never will be old.

May god give you the intent of life
Be a good person and be the best wife.

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