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Apr 2017
If you ask how long I will stay

I will ask how long till the end of days
Till love gives out on all it's made
I'll keep holding on into the late

If you ask how long till there's nothing left

I will ask how long till my dying breath
Till every dot, dash, and words been said
I'll keep giving you all I have

If you ask how long I'll keep holding on

I will ask how long has this love grown
Till time stands still on the grey and old
I'll keep away the chill from the marrow bone

I will stay until there's nothing left
Holding on until my last dying breath
Mike Hauser
Written by
Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
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