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Updated: Thu, 6 Dec 2018 07:00 pm

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Write, say it all Speak, let everyone hear Your last breath Your last word Let it be remembered let it be carved on your stone I'll come, I'll visit I'll listen to all you have to say I know you'll say that I am late That I arrived when you had nothing left to say

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