This is how I frame my life
Before slowly dying away
I want to create something
Create a place
A place of friendship
A place of love
Before I leave this place behind
I want to learn
I want to know
Hear the stories of past adventures
And when I do die
I want people to notice
I want them to care
So I’ll take an interest
I’ll be there and listen
I’ll care for them
I’ll frame my life around the people I love.
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