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da best

nice

I'd come across this guy on a very random day where we were both supposed to learn French and call ourselves bilingual. But it never happened, and the reason, till this day, leaps forward as one depressive story, which I'd like to put forward as a song.

Dadi
Another fine day, back to Dota again
I chose bottom and he went mid lane
While using all team mic he wasn't shy
But surprisingly everyone heard him cry

"what is it my friend" I gave my concern out
"KYA HAI AAPKO DADI" he gave a massive shout
We lost the mid lane and od got fat
Everyone blamed mid he can't forget that

Till this day it remains a mystery
What the reason was to his extreme misery
No one knows what it was he took
A ♥♥♥♥? A stick? He never gave a look



I loved my friend, but I guess...
I have fallen for dadi