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The extended family crowds around you
But they're all icicles
They're just there to reassure themselves
That they will go to heaven also
But you are far from debt with me
I'm waiting for something wise to be said
As I watch you pass on in a hospital bed
I thought maybe you could offer more
Seeing that you have lived over four scores
