pataecha
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He used to be the boy whom I look up to.
He used to be the boy whom I never miss, because he was always beside me.
He used to be the boy who'll comfort me when the sky was about to fall.
But, you know, they say,
" Out of sight, out of mind,"
Will things fall back to it's place,
where we belong to each other,
and never have to worry about losing each other,
again?