Wish

Like the morning cold, the weather breath 
He lay breath down, by millennium pack
And keep saying, 'death, death and death'
He last words, 'dear friend on you i bank'

And no death found, as our search end
I said, 'I will never let you die my friend'
He never ask me anything in this world
As the taxi man left us, he too was afraid 

In his voice omitted some rawness word
His pale eyeballs stood like a dying stars 
As finally his eloquent voice disappeared
Then, he was amongst best soccer players

we promise to fulfil each other dying wish
and he left me unable to complete his dish

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