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Passing By
You’ll never see it coming Any day could be your last Today, tomorrow or next week Your life could soon be past No matter what you do to see How much time lies ahead There’s no way you can be prepared For the day that you’ll be dead So, take your life and live it Enjoy it while it lasts Each breath of air Show that you care For the ones you love and trust The end of life is nearing Death is waiting by the door Not long now you’ll pass right through But in our hearts you’ll stay with us
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