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Saturday, September 3, 2005
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i sit alone
starring throught the lush green trees
the thistle bushes and flowers
the soft patch of grass im sitting on
they will be here
i sit alone
listening to the sound of birds chirping
the sound of a squirrel in a tree
a dog off in the distance barking at the winds
they will be here
i sit alone
the rain tapping on the old tin roof
the sound of the wind howling through the trees
the sun that always burned my skin
they will be here
i sit alone
as i fade and my memory is gone
the loved ones who have cryed for me shed not a tear more
the friends i left behind
they will be here
i sit alone
as i wonder about death
what will it bring for me
i sit alone
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