there is a way to living life
and loving it much beyond what life can give us
we must love it just the way it ends too
i remember him praying for a happy death and he had it.
white niche, white flowers, white sky,
the day he was buried
there was so much beautiful music within.
i remember him praying for a happy death and he had it.
white niche, white flowers, white sky,
the day he was buried
there was so much beautiful music within.
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