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for Lindsey
Wondering about
What it will be like when I run out
Of time then I rhyme
Living under this life sentence of
Death if you will with only my love
To show for my time
Bittersweet stories
Of glittering but fleeting glories
More of these than I will ever need
So I write you read
That you might avoid my mistakes then
Know what it takes when
The wheel turns so you can hang on still
If you will I will
+Steven Curtis Lance
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