My Last Day
If eternity was to come and the last day to pass.
if there was no tommorow this day was my last.
I would have no regrets for things left undone.
I'd spend my last day sitting in the sun.
With the sun on my skin, my thoughts would be of you.
Enjoying the memories that are too few.
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