Dry your eyes my friend, because it´s all the love I feel for you,
That brings me here with you...
No conditions or premonitions just a friend,
Who knows, you are at a crossroad...
Please be with me, hear me, and talk with me,
Things are always as they should be...
Nothing more nothing less a friend...
R. Gormley
(circa 2010)
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