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I find it quaint my dear, to find you all alone -With the TV off, not talking on the phone -The tears that streak you face, tell me you're so blue -Please, dear, understand, I always will love you -Tonight you do not understand, why I had to go -Some thing just have to be, why, I do not know -I guess it was just my time, I heard him call my name -I had no choice, I had to go, when I heard death call my name...

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