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Write me a song;
Sing it so soft and sweet,
Sing it to the heavens,
Let’s make the angels weep.
You will find me by the forest edge
Singing my sweet lullabies,
As I sing into the passing leaves;
“This will be my last goodbye.”
And we’ll tell them where they can find us;
“Meet us somewhere towards the sea.”
We’ll be singing sweetly in heaven there.
Or at least somewhere in between.
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