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There was a time when I was alone
Nowhere to go and no place to call home
My only friend was the man in the moon
And even sometimes he would go away, too
it is from Lost Boy by Ruth B. and yeah, this is true to both me and the lovely Nico. (not the peter pan part though, stuff like that just does not happen)