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The fight was long and drenched in pain, Your strength was put to test. You feared the grief would never end, But now, my dear, come rest.
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Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 9:57 PM UTC
Death of a Saint
The fight was long and drenched in pain, Your strength was put to test. You feared the grief would never end, But now, my dear, come rest.
austin-evergreene
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Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 9:57 PM UTC
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