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A day for my friend's father's father. Who departed this world is with us no longer There was a bizarre feeling of utmost happy sad. By his death they sat broken. By his life they stood glad.
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Sep 17, 2017
Sep 17, 2017 at 5:20 PM UTC
Happy Sad
A day for my friend's father's father. Who departed this world is with us no longer There was a bizarre feeling of utmost happy sad. By his death they sat broken. By his life they stood glad.
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Sep 17, 2017
Sep 17, 2017 at 5:20 PM UTC
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