ChoicesHere I am all alone, wishing to go back home. The path I walk is so drear as I hold my loved ones near. Now it's my turn to say Goodbye, holding my loved ones as they cry. I pray to God up above to hold them in his arms of love, to let the angels give them peace, because it's time for them to release. Then let my loving spirit return to God from the long path I have trod. So, God, please hear my prayer and let them know my love is still there. Here I am all alone, wishing to go back home.
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