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Apr 2013
It's time, to say goodbye,
It's time to prepare my will.
It's time to buy my plot.
It's time to move on.
Nothing here will care or will notice.
I quietly leave, with no regret.
Written by
Jerry  M/Washington State
(M/Washington State)   
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