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And when my ashes scatter here with my memories to the wind What endures beyond the silent edge is the essence found within Have we forgotten truly who we are, and what our living means? Our purpose lies in others eyes, and the realities that we bring With hearts immortal, we stand before our lives A soul against oblivion, forever asking why This upside down symphony in a paradox called life Our hearts immortal What you give to love, will never die All that I am And all that I dream Lives somewhere beyond Your image of me And who I become And what I will be Is not yours to decide It comes only from me
Posted on: Wed, 20 Nov 2013 05:52:07 +0000

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