this - and he knows about my life that
I thought was somehow secret
Silly of me - my life is here
in black New Roman font
my favorite.
So, my friend, know that I'm
touched that you read this, that you know
about Mira, her chubby legs, that we
spend so much time together
playing harmonica and passing my
Senegalese bracelet back and forth,
a smile with each exchange.
Friend, I am glad we are friends through
all these years, one day when I
travel across the sea,
Friend, I am glad we are friends through
all these years, one day when I
travel across the sea,
I will see you and
you will see me!
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