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poems ![]() by GW Foote You don't have to be afraid. What is death any way? It calls each of us without sway Its dark and black some would say But death calls each of us a long the way It reaches out to us, And says take my hand And I will show the way Why do you have to fear? Death is very near Blue by GW Foote Being blue. When you are blue And really don't know what to do You search and search and don't have a clue Why don't you look inside And see if there is any guilt in you If you get rid of it true You will find yourself no longer Blue ![]() |
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