I wonder how he's doing. I honestly do.
"Now you're doing well, from stories I hear tell.
You own the world again. And everyone's your friend.
Although I never hear from you, still it's nice to know
You used to love me so when your life was low.
Always remember, my friend, the world will change again.
And you might have to come back through everywhere you've been..."
Old friend.
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