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MY CHILDHOOD IS OVER
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FRIENDS We were friends.
The good times never did end.
Up, I did grow
All the things I got to know.
He lived just down the street.
It was neat.
We were together see, him and me.
We would never be apart.
That's what I thought.
My dad wanted to talk.
I was shocked.
He died. Hr cried.
He took my hand.
It was impossible to understand.
