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I Will Not Be There

Someday you may find me

And I will not be there

With a cold cup of tea

Or asleep in a chair

 

Although I may have gone

But please do not despair

It is time to move on

For I will not be there

 

Looking back on the years

And the joys that I’ve shared

There is no cause for tears

For I will not be there

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