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Good Night, Precious
Copyright Jim Willis 2002
 

Before you die, unwanted one,
I swear there was no way,
I tried - I did! - I promise...
I cried, I cursed, I prayed.
I mailed, I called, I pleaded,
for one to make room for you,
but only Heaven responded,
and there you'll find your due.
You've the most honest eyes I've seen,
a heart so loyal and true —
but our society has decided,
you've no purpose or value.
I wish that I could change things,
you've been wronged —it is not right!
But all I can offer, Precious...
a gentle passing into that good night.

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