I will not cry
I will not weep
For an angel has gone to sleep
In a way
I will pray
For her rest upon this day
I know where she goes
And yet I shall say God only knows
I will always be glad that we did meet
Upon this earth, upon some street
But as is told
From time of old
Time is short
So do be bold
Thank you
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