When my cue comes and I exit stage left
Il think of the things and the people I’ve left
The roads untraveled and the things unseen
The beautiful places that I’ve never been
The ones that I love and the ones that I lost
The things I’ve gained at such great cost
The things that I fought for and finally won
The tears the laughter and all of the fun
And when my mortal coil turns, its final twist
Il make a lasting and final wish
That you will be there and holding my hand
Mabye next time we’ll do, all we had planned.

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