The Last Goodbye

Hold my hand when my breath whispers the end of the story.
Stay beside me and stroke my hair when my real me says it is time.
Lean down and let your kiss gently caress my cheek when my eyes close forever.
Touch my arm and let me feel the essence of our life when my spirit journeys away.


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