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I WishI wish that when I should go, I could leave A simple rhyme, That will live on A hundred years. I would like to hear Sweet children chant It in the playgrounds, And the streets. Then I would know That I have lived, Not a single Day in vain! Joy Weare 18th August, 2004. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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