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God saw you getting tired and a cure was not too be. So he put his arms
around you and whispered come to me. With tearful eyes I watched you,
and saw you pass away. Although I loved you dearly, I couldn't make you
stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest. God
......broke my heart to prove to me,... he only takes the best.
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