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Her final day

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The doctor said she would go today
The first week in May
He whispered he was sorry,
Her husband took her home,
Took her by the hand, and told her not to be afraid
She lay there with her husband,
Thinking about God giving her a new life…
Running down to the bay
Everything was okay
The sun was shinning bright
She put up no fight
God took her to a better place,
You could see it on her face





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