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originally posted by: Greathouse
Childhood friend of mine committed suicide. In his note he ask his mom to play this song. Little hard to type or post because to this day brings tears to my eye.
All our times have come
Here, but now they're gone
Seasons don't fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain
(We can be like they are)