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Goodbye Wise Guy

A friend is leaving this country soon. I wish for him to have a whole new world full of promises and dreams there. He's one of the closest friend whom I've get to know last year. Sometimes it's funny how people can get along in such a short time. Net friends, especially. Maybe I'm fortunate to meet people who's really true bout themselves, and not hiding their true self behind the veil of online chatting.

Back to my friend, he's one of the nicest people I've known. Being an African in a foreign country, it's never an easy life for him. I admire his strong will to keep on surviving. To have positivism buried deep inside him despite all the odds he faced. I felt so small beside him.

Few more days, you'll be gone. You promised to keep in touch through e-mails and online chatting. But I guess, not having you around here to talk to is a different experience altogether. You've been nice enough for me to talk to all this while. You taught me on how to get my life going, and your words of wisdom, will always be with me. I'm really going to miss you a lot.

I remembered your words you said to me.

You told me to take care of myself FROM myself, as you keep on repeating it. No one understand that except you.

You said you will never worry about me, cause I will learn how to survive somehow.

You told me not to be too kind, I understand it well .

You said, no matter what happened, no matter how bad our family is, forgive them and be strong for them.

You said, no matter where you are, you'll never forget me. Well I won't too.


Guess, this is part of life. People walk in and step out from your life all the time. Somehow, some left without leaving anything, some left impact on our lives so big that we will never be the same again... You are definitely the latter one.

All the best in Canada. Take care and have a good life there. Gonna miss u a lot wise guy.

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