The Thin Red Line
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:04:00
I remember my mother when she was dying.
:04:04
Looked all shrunk up and grey.
:04:10
I asked her if she was afraid.
:04:13
She just shook her head.
:04:17
I was afraid to touch the death seen in her.
:04:21
I couldn't find nothing beautiful or up lifting
about her going back to God.

:04:29
I heard people talk about immortality,
but I ain't seen it.

:05:39
I wondered how it'd be when I died.
:05:43
What it'd be like to know that this breath now
was the last one you was ever gonna draw.

:05:52
I just hope I can meet it the same way she did.
:05:56
With the same... calm.

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