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by Alex Penuelas Jan 24, 2018 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
Don't wait for My body to be Buried six feet under To tell me how much You loved being in my Presence. Don't wait for my Name to appear On my tombstone for you all to tell me that you loved it when I did all the things That i did. I won't hear you by then. Tell me it now.