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Death is a Gift


Death is a gift to have one's sorrows and pains removed Don't cry my loved ones Death is a gift Remember me for how I was happy and healthy not for the end Please don't cry, rejoice, I'm with my lost loved ones Death is a gift To be as I was in my youth no past illnesses, no heartbreak Cry if you must, but know Death is a gift I will no longer be confined to a bed or a place now able to be anywhere, at anytime I must say Death is a truly gift
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