If your name is to be
The last these words ever speak
Let its softness kiss them
Its kindness remind them
And the echo of you to sound
If your name is to be
The last these words ever speak
Let it be loving in truth
That something pure and good
Was spoken and felt
If your name is to be
The last these words ever speak
Let it be as it is to me
Something beautiful
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