To live on...
It is hard to tell if she will live through the night;
After that last stroke she had, “It has gotten pretty bad...”
It is hard to tell if he will come back;
After he left me here, in a puddle of my own tear(s)...
It is hard to tell if you will remember me when I am gone;
After the years suddenly go by - you will not know because you can not die!
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