Before I Go
Hit me, hurt me, kiss me quick,
Time is rushing by;
I want to feel both joy and pain,
To lust, to pant, to sigh.
To run barefoot in morning dew
To roll in new mown grass
To drench my dreams in churning rain
Let all these come to pass
For when I sigh my final sigh
I want the world to know
I loved the life God gave to me
And await its afterglow.
Beautiful!
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Thank you, Gwen.
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Marvellous energy
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Thanks, Derrick. Yes, a diminishing amount remains.
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Beautiful piece, Roland.
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Many thanks, Eugenia.
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You’re welcome, Roland.
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