Posted by: kipchak | January 24, 2011

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missed gameThe Dream Keeper

By Langston Hughes

I loved my friend.

He went away from me.

There`s nothing more to say.

The poem ends,

Soft as it began –

I loved my friend.

He was a real football fan, faithful but without fanaticism. The game was a part of his life, never he missed a home play. What`s more he usually travelled after the team to support them wherever they are. That`s the main rule of a supporter. He followed the rules and was devoted to the game till his last breath.  Untill cruel destiny took his life. Goodbye, my Friend!


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