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When your time comes to die
Will anyone care enough to cry
Would you maybe grow some wings 
Be an angel that sings
Or will there be nothing at all
A blank wall
Nothing to see
Cause nothing there be
Darkness the absence of light
And none of the stories were right
Would  your life still have been worth the fight
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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