I missed him, he who always talk to me
Plays with me, every day of the week
I missed it when we were young
We'll play and we'll sing a song
We find each other's company
The best, only we can see
But then, when we grew up
Our family left the town
We left our long time friends
Yet their memories will never be broken
It's sad I can't remember him
And maybe he's the same with me
My friend who has left me his memories
But I can't even remember his name.
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