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Et tu, Brute?
He stood on his throne
Believing the honesty of his friends
Not knowing the power of envy
Not knowing, the joyful relations it bends
Once amalgamated
They instantly separated
Their passions and ties, so fruitfully fit
At once shattered, the beauty derelict
Of a friendship once gained
And now mere amenity
How so a friendship was maimed?
poem
by
Lekë Loshi
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