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May I go in grace at my time, slipping into that dark black void, never knowing fear or panic May visions of sweet memories bring me peace for my hour of death May I soar with what angels come to guide me to that place waiting where eternity will carry me Let there be good I can do then
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Nov 6, 2018
Nov 6, 2018 at 6:43 AM UTC
Dark Void
May I go in grace at my time, slipping into that dark black void, never knowing fear or panic May visions of sweet memories bring me peace for my hour of death May I soar with what angels come to guide me to that place waiting where eternity will carry me Let there be good I can do then
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Nov 6, 2018
Nov 6, 2018 at 6:43 AM UTC
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