I know I’m dying,
we all are,
that’s life’s game,
But mine’s sped up by cancer,
it’s not the same.
Don’t worry,
Liz,
everything’s gonna be alright,
See,
I’ll be here ‘til I’m 85,
or until my last goodnight.
Set your worry shackles free,
believe in what’s to be,
A future bright and hopeful,
just you and me.
We’ll light the sky with vibes,
full of love and fluffy things,
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