When I die

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The day I die,

my world will already be long dead

The day I die,

nobody will come searching for my name

The day I die, 

Time may freeze us to death,

But I will leave like a whisper of smoke from a candle

Unseen by the shadows that haunted me

But leaving a trail

One to follow before our rapture abandons us

The day I die,

I will be remembered for the things once lost

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