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Oct 2010
Memories of a friend, from so long ago,

So many years, now you're more like a ghost.

Searching, just trying to find a reason why,

You left before, you said goodbye.

Remember the times, we swung in the trees,

Climbed on the branches, and scraped up our knees.

Hide and go seek, in the woods by the school,

Or running around, just acting a fool.

Those were the good times, from so long ago,

The times with my lost friend, I no longer know.
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Gonzo
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