Wishing you where here, my friend
Hoping you have the same dream
Not about victory or fame
Just a bunch of land
There we can rest our wings
Where our ways are not a secret
We will run without regret
Taking change to free all feelings
Never stop to think the future
Not far enough from our sight
And more than words we can mutter
Believing we can catch under the light
But you’re not here, my friend
Only the presence of your odour
Remembering the time we became friend
That’s to me is an honour
For you, May
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