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Jan 2015
When I depart this world
Will you notice that I'm gone?
When I leave this earth
Will you still carry on?
When I am buried in soil deep
Will you simply move on?

When I am no longer part of this life,
There is one thing I ask
Do not dwell on my grave
But do not forget the past

For someday, we will reunite
And you will join me at last
Just be happy for now
That is all that I ask.
Rest In Peace Uncle Osman. The good ones are always the first to go.
Zay
Written by
Zay  Washington
(Washington)   
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