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Friend of the World

I was born saying, "Friend, friend." I'll die saying, "Friend, friend." I became a friend of all I shall see everyone as friend in the same way. I am a friend of the working ant A friend of the bud that smiles in the morning A friend of profound thought in the earth I shall know especially the sky as friend. I am a friend of beautiful women, too A friend of children as well A friend of all nations and lands I shall know a friend, say what you may, as friend I shall mingle with the sound of wind I shall reach the big table of the world I shall raise to my lips the thousand-year-old cup of brotherhood. I shall become ent ranced by friendship.

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