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With the glass of champagne Still in your hand You tell me that you're not afraid Of death Of dying You ask me if I'm afraid I sip the champagne Death is something I don't allow myself to think about Finally I answer No No I'm not afraid of death It's weird I haven't thought about it Not before you You look at me Still holding the glass of champagne You look good You have some sort of magical eyes Eyes that I'm not afraid to look into You say Most of us who have been feeling Like we have been feeling Are not afraid of death Because somehow We have already Experienced it Never have I heard someone With a glass of champagne in their hand Say something that intelligent Something that life changing I sip the champagne And I smile
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Nov 19, 2017
Nov 19, 2017 at 7:29 PM UTC
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With the glass of champagne Still in your hand You tell me that you're not afraid Of death Of dying You ask me if I'm afraid I sip the champagne Death is something I don't allow myself to think about Finally I answer No No I'm not afraid of death It's weird I haven't thought about it Not before you You look at me Still holding the glass of champagne You look good You have some sort of magical eyes Eyes that I'm not afraid to look into You say Most of us who have been feeling Like we have been feeling Are not afraid of death Because somehow We have already Experienced it Never have I heard someone With a glass of champagne in their hand Say something that intelligent Something that life changing I sip the champagne And I smile
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emma-s
Swedish
Nov 19, 2017
Nov 19, 2017 at 7:29 PM UTC
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