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Mar 2014
When I die, put my body in the earth
Without a coffin encasing me
Without a sheet enveloping me
Put me in the earth in jeans and a t shirt
The same way I lived

Tell my daughter she doent need my permission
To stay out late
To drink
To marry the man she wants
If I disapprove of him it's already too late

Tell my son to do away with formality
To buy dinner for the boy he likes
To hold the door open for everyone
And to never believe someone
When they tell him he’s a bad man

When I die, all my affairs might not be in order
But someone please put my body I'm the earth
Wthout a coffin encasing me
Without a sheet enveloping me
Gabriel
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Gabriel  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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