All the doors were closed

success seems to be fading away…

bringing me back to life…

what a reliable friend you are.

All the doors were closed

success seems to be fading away

no room for accomodation

the darkest nights were experienced.

I was deep on thoughts

who could i turn to

hearing the sound  of jesters

not knowing what to do

Then a tap on my shoulder

i jumped and ran for safety

then you called and gently lifted me up

You supported me and stood by me

you showed me how to smile again

bringing me back to life…

what a reliable friend you are.

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