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Oct 2015
He had dark curly hair
And always-smiling eyes
Everytime I picture him now
He grins at me

But he's long gone now
Taken by the wind of youth
And family
Removed from my side
As time was passing

If I were to see him again
There's no telling what I would do
Would I cry?
Would I ignore him?

He was my best friend
But he's gone again
As if I never knew him
As if we were never friends
Mak Waddle
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Mak Waddle
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