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Nov 2015
I'll be gone someday.
And you'll be here wishing
I had one more hour to stay.
After all I've done
The pain finally ending,
And all the harm that I have caused
The time you've been lending.
Will no longer affect you.
For the day will come,
When you shall rise, and I shall not.
And you'll rise, still strong.  
And I'll softly call,
Goodnight, and joy be with you all.
Mary Alexander
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