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Post by admin4laney on Jul 21, 2005 6:59:51 GMT -5
I'd like the memory of me To be a happy one.
I'd like to leave and after Glow of smiles When life is done.
I'd like to leave and echo Whispering softly Down the ways.
Of happy times and Laughing times and Bright and sunny days.
I'd like the tears of those Who grieve, to dry Before the sun
Of happy memories that I Leave when life is done.
~Carol Mirkel
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