Old Friend

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You who made this beautiful world Colors vibrant and colors bold.  Are you anything like the stories they told In the days of old?  In the days far past,  Below seas of glass  Or above the sky so blue?
Hey dude, yeah,  you. We used to be locker neighbors, when we were younger. Man, I don't think I can, get over what you did. You used to be, a friend to me, 
"Remembering you just sitting there...
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