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I know When I'm dead and gone You will say I grocery shopped And cooked pallet perfect dishes And served you on silver platter And perfumed our home With love and care, just As your closet, clothes, and shoes Day in, day out appear I know you will squirm, knowing I crushed your crave for authority over me "Fifty-eight bucks shouldn't go to Health Plex spa I must cease voluntary service; I don't need school I'm too old to jog, what's mine is yours." I know you will grieve My giving is what kept us poor Like the rich once bankrupt Never forget that magical day After I said, my wealth is with features Other than dollars, plus! Don't say we're never going to have anything Pray about it envision it believe it And quietly it will come A few days later, you got a fat check And so did I I know you will retrace What the Cardiologist said "You have a good heart." I know you will repeat what I heard you say "...You forgive and will do the very Good, you vowed never to help me with" I know you wish I were every woman But Iris is the messenger goddess of the rainbow And that too, my honey, is enough. *

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