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When I was young I was wrong
Right along for too long
Now it can be told
How memories haunt me
When I began to get old
I got to be less sold
On what they sell us
Now old enough to tell us
I got it and ask why
And why not as I
Who see I want to be
Live by love before I die
To be mindfully how
I find myself now
I want to be so you know
I was when I am not
By my doing what
I know before I go
With a party at the end
I want to be your friend
A good memory
Steven Curtis Lance
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Ron
Love ya!
Jane