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Mar 2014
I see beauty in a sunrise
Hear music in the breeze
You only get so many
So treasure all of these

When my time here is ended
I know that I will miss
The beauty in each sunrise
And the music on the wind

I hope before I leave here
The words that pass my lips
Are I'm so glad I lived this long
To witness all of this
Written by
Brendan Thomas  North Carolina
(North Carolina)   
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