Where are the friends of my youth

Where are the friends of my youth, Say where are those cherished ones gone.
And why have they dropped with the leaf, ah, why have the left me to mourn.
Their voices still sound in mine ear, Their features I see in my dreams
And the world is a wilderness drear, As a wide spreading desert it seems.
Ah, where are the friends of my youth,
Ah, where are the cherished ones gone.
And why have they dropped as the leaf
Ah, why have they left me to mourn.
Say can I ever again, such ties can I ever renew
Or feel those warm pulses again, which beat for the dear ones I knew
The world as a winter is cold, Each charm seems to vanish away
My heart is now blighted and old, it shares in all of natures decay
You know if you miss your old friends so much, you can probably find them on Facebook
!?!?
I can see the friends of my youth again? My cherished ones?
Yes... Its 2017 how have you not heard of this, it's been around for 13 years
You really need to stop wasting your time wandering the streets reciting the same ballad, you're scaring people.

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