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Having you as a friend Children live in a different realm, Boys were kings, swords can’t hurt, It was fun to take turns. That time of happy forgetfulness, Suffered qualms. Waking up is so hard, So curt… Chorus: It was great having you as a friend, Holdin’ on to love, to joy, Holdin’ on till the end. There were many great times having been spent. Only memory can bring brief tidings; Only memory can make amends. (cont'd)