Gone are the Days
Gone are the days of fun
Gone the lack of cares
Now there are worries
Hopes have faded
Those were the times
I had it all
Gone now they are
The days are done
I wish that they were still
Missing the days that were
I miss them so
Gone are the days of freedom
Gone are the days of joy
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