My friends are the improbable people
The ones you wouldn’t expect
Who never visit or party with me
Yet always show me respect
Who hide in the faceless crowd
And put in a good word for me
Who demand of me not company
But that I walk the path before me
Who even when we quarrel
Still never will betray me
Who tell me my failings to my face
But keep my secrets safely
Because I do the same for them
It is the way of friendship
The friends you rarely see me with
Are the ones you shouldn’t mess with.
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije 
Niiiiice….true definition of friendship.
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Thank you.
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This is a wonderful poem – does it also exist on your German blog as a kind of translation or similar version??
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Thank you.
No, I don’t translate my writings from one language to another.
I write each one in the language in which I feel like writing it at that moment, and then I move on.
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