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| Lucy |
| Do Not Mourn My Passing Do not mourn my passing for if you could only see by slipping all my earthly bonds, I'm young again and free. By day I run the Heavenly fields, my body healthy and strong At night I sleep at Angels' Feet, lulled by Celestial Song. So do not mourn my passing, just close your eyes - you'll see I'm once again that frisky pup, just as you remember me. |
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