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Death
Come follow me says death
As it knocks on her front door
No, I say, she will not go
You must go away
How can her life be over
She still has things to do
Go away death we want her here with us
Go away now and leave without a fuss
Go away death, She has no time for you
I know someday you'll come again
But call before you do
For she might not be ready
To go away with you
