Letras
My mind will not keep like jarred preserves
My heart will not beat forevermore
For as body grows in age
So do my fruits all go to waste
This breath may be my very last
My body may be a thing of the past
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My mind will not keep like jarred preserves
My heart will not beat forevermore
For as body grows in age
So do my fruits all go to waste
This breath may be my very last
My body may be a thing of the past