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At some time within our lives we all say this life is mine, A path of Sixty years can pass but in the end we must all define, Just how many lives we touch within those short lived years, And why it is that when we pass there is a countless flow of tears, And even when many more years have passed and your think your long forgot, Someone will hold a thing you loved and your life will then be saught, For all you loved and all you touched Will live beyond your years, And as they read about your life again will flow the tears.