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You moan that you have no loyal friend,

Akrom MalikAugust 25, 2025, 20:48

Translated from Uzbek · Original text

You moan that you have no loyal friend,Blaming people who know no kindness.Everyone else is weeds, and only you are the grain,Still finding no one fit for your company.You're heedless of your own state; take a look at yourself —You've taken money as your friend, the world as your lover.Unable to get far away from whims and passions,How then can you look for a faithful friend?Akrom MALIK

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