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The broken pieces of me, do crumble
Still, I’ve lived a life that’s humble
For years, now, I have kept you grounded
How I did this, I’m astounded

Stomped on, in my younger days
Still, a bit gentler, in many ways
Could have stopped this sudden downfall
Too late now, I’m falling apart, and all

Could you, perhaps, put me back together?
I’m sure it’ll make me feel much better
I watch you shake your head at me
There’s nothing you can do? I see

So, that’s it, my time is done
It’s seems old age, at last, has won.
But thanks for all the memories
The flowers, birds & maple trees

I’ll miss them all, we’ve grown so close
But you’re the one, I’ll miss, the most.


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