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The awsome mystery we hold at bay
The natural end to all that lives The pain of loving another The sorrow of parting friends The sadness of watching a child grow up A young girls heartache of first love It wears many faces and has many names But death will always be the art of giving a little To have life in gaining a lot |
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Even tho it is hard losing them
we must rememebr we have not really lost them but God has gain and Angel! |
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*PLEASE SEE POEM...ANOTHER ANGEL*
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