little humans being scattered around like giant bubbles. They chose a difficult life and faced the storm while standing. And fate itself did not cling to them, because there are two of them. There is no need to say anything, the one who was in trouble will understand anyway, because man's friendship does not end in words. And it seemed to them that it would be so forever and it is always easier for two to live in the world. Life is like a pot, it suddenly chooses a victim, a faithful friend will remember a friend. But it happens that a friend dies, and now it is difficult for one person. The right hand suddenly became numb and the ship is sailing in the darkness. There is no need to say anything, the one who was in trouble will understand anyway, because man's friendship does not end in words. And it seemed to them that it would be so forever and it is always easier for two to live in the world. Life is like a pot, it suddenly chooses a victim, a faithful friend will remember a friend. You used to be close people, joy on your deeds. Only now, looking up at the sky, he is forever with you, next to you. This world, like a piece of bread, is broken for you now. He lives for you in heaven, live for him on earth. And it seemed to them that it would be so forever and it is always easier for two to live in the world. Life is like a pot, it suddenly chooses a victim, a faithful friend will remember a friend.