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Waking up everyday is great
Knowing get to continue
And choose the path I’d like to take
Even though I’m poor with no money
I have food in my tummy
People die all the time
Just glad I made it through another night
No kids but my little black dog
Territory mix , super bed hog
When I get sad I remember my dad
He can’t wake up so easily
He’s gone , Cancer took him physically
Only left me faint memories
That deadly disease took all had
To the point where he’s just
Ashes in a big black bag