THE WASTE

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When I die and go in the ground. I truly will never be around.

I don't dream of a place for I think it's such a waste.

But if there is a place. I will race. I will run I will fly. I'll give it a try.

I wish to see you all. We can even play ball. As I play I will say. This is for you. Not a two.

As I run. I remember the fun. As I cry we say goodbye.

In your place that you spoke of. I'll try to get to ya.

I'll be a light. I will shine so bright. I loved you so much. Without giving you a hunch.

If I told. If you knew.

Maybe you would have stayed and not go to that place. Yours it not a waste.

If I see you again. Will be friends and never reach an end.

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