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I was silent when you went away. I prayed and prayed that you would be back someday. I searched my soul. For something to bring to me. Bt, yet death decided to set you free. I wondered why you were so eager to leave me. I pondered why he to come and steal the one thing I truly loved. I would have done anything, yet maybe death was your friend. I pray and pray now I know you won't ever be coming back to me again someday. Yet there something I wanted to say I needed for you to here , that I love and you will always be dear. 'Cause one day. We will be together someway.
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