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Beofre I goI'd like to say
Time has forgotten
My old and tattered ways
My spirit has lifted
And flown away
I am without
A final destination
Before I go
I do not want to see
Tears of sadness
But only tears of joy
And then a small song, a little smile, and then, nothing.
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