Well today is the last
Tonight my dieing breath
And how was the day
Did I live it in distress?

I breathed the sweet air
And I laughed at the clouds
I whistled to the wind
And danced with it's sound

For the Happy ending
For that painted dream
I would give up my heart
I would pay anything

Tears are streaming
laughter imprinted on my face
with the gentle dying
Of my last day

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