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The choice was mine
And mine completely
I could have any prize
That I desired
I could burn with the splendor
Of the brightest fire
Or else
Or else I could choose time

Remember I was very young then
And a year was forever and a day
So what use could fifty
Sixty, seventy be?
I saw the lights
And I was on my way

And how I lived
How they shone
But how soon
The lights were gone

The choice was yours
And noone else's
You can cry
For a body in despair
Hang your head
Because she is no longer there
To shine, to dazzle, or betray

How she lived
How she shone
But how soon
The lights were gone

Eyes, hair, face, image
All must be preserved
Still life displayed forever
No less than she deserved.

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