All I Leave, Is My Name
All I leave, is my name
And then one day, I’ll be out of time
For me the sun will no more shine
What I gathered was all in vain
All I leave is just my name
From what I guarded and held so dear
In my new live, away I’ll steer
I will look back, no remorse nor shame
What I leave is good, it is my name
Copyright © Wikus Hattingh | Year Posted 2016
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