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His struggles have ended
Down here on this earth A life lived most splendid His smile crowned his mirth Lance knew how to dance... He left steel wheels behind As he pushed off his heels Found he's no longer confined And enjoys what he feels Lance knew how to dance... He shared love and laughter That was just his style Had no fear of the hereafter You could see it in his smile Lance knew how to dance... Those who knew him most Know this was his last "cruise" Raise their glasses and toast As he puts on his "Devil Shoes" Lance knows how to dance.
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