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Dec 2010
My Boyhood Friend

We were playing hide and seek.
It was one fair summer day.
I called out his name.
And then i found him.
Hidden in the bush, smiling back at me so happily.
I found you, i said.
You found me, he said.

Yesterday i received the news that he had passed away.
I was so devastated.

Away...away he's gone...
Out of my sight...
He's so young...
So young...
Maybe he is only hiding again...
Just like that one summer day in the bushes...
Only i will never find him this time...
Galman Frederick Ferguson
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