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Death

I think that death has come for me I see him in the shadows there He say he wants me to be free I ask why is it that you care Knowing that he'll win one day knowing that I'll lose the fight Knowing that he'll make me pay He stalks around me day and night And so he beckons on to me It's not so bad here in the shade I only want you to be free And I am just the price that's paid The price of freedoms very high The price was set so long ago And i have nothing that can buy A single minute from my foe Knowing that he'll win one day knowing that I'll lose the fight Knowing that he'll make me pay He stalks around me day and night
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pat-caldecott
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Oct 9, 2011
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