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I am because you were I am from the breath of you walking like my pass, in steps so true striding to my future in the child of you
Looking in the eyes of my grand I see my fathers eyes looking back at me there is a movement of life in all that is me
I flow now in my children, as they flow in theirs I want to dance with them in a gentle embrace Let me hold out my hand to them with the baton of time reaching back, then let me pass that on
when the day comes and I release this life let one child pick up where I have left off let them see me in the eyes of their grand's and in the turn of a hand, a tilt of a head
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