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I want to say my goodbyes
Before my time runs out
And as the clock strikes midnight
I'll think of you
As my ashes blow away
Into the westward wind
When you grow old
Am I'm not there
I want you to remember
All the times we had together
The silly whispers; the sad heartbreaks
That were my succesions
And as you hold your grandchildren
And see the blooming flowers
I want you to look into the sun
And see my timeless smile





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