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the stone when my life is over and my final breath is drawn, do not try to save me so that i might carry on do not shed tears of remorse as you stand by my bed, for if i had it all to do again i'd live the life i've led. if needed, give my eyes to someone who is yet to see, i hope they'll be so lucky to invision as much beauty as me. my heart if it can bring new life to a poor awaiting soul, let it beat inside ones chest filled with as much love as I know. for when my life is over and my final words are said, let the sparrows rest upon the stone that stands above my head. lora long |
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