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I miss the time, when I was in school
when everybody knew my name
the time when people smiled
…to me.

I miss the time, when music was a part of my life
when I cried those tears of sorrow
the time when time didn't matter
…to me.

I miss the time, when I was a person
when I was special
the time when the person I loved meant so much
…to me.

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…And now when those things are gone
and I'm still waiting for the replacements
I wonder, will the new things mean the same
…to me?

-Toxiclove