By Mory Keita
Friends do not joke.
Their hearts must be stone.
Their smiles, dry like the harmattan.
Joke around and be called a fool,
Show friendship and be hated.
Friends must not laugh together.
Friends are foes, foes friends.
Friendship has reached dead end.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
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This is diametrically opposed to my experience. Hmmm...
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