Miss Me, But Let Me Go

When I come to the end of the road and the sun has set for me, I want no rite in a gloom-filled room, why cry for a soul set free? Miss me a little, but not too long,and not with your head bowed down, Remember the love that we once shared, miss me-but let me go.

For this is a journey that we all must take, and each must go alone, it’s all part of the Masters plan, a step on the road to Home. When you are lonely and sick at heart, go to the friends we know; Laugh st the things we used to do, miss me, but let me go.

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