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Jul 2015
He said, let's go, here are your wings, come with me.
Hey, I am free, free from distress and sadness, hey I am free!
My family, do not cry, do not weep nor be upset, I am here with God, please do not fret.
You'll miss me and I already miss you, yet I've left only for a little while. I will see you again here in my new home, Heaven is big enough for all of us, child.
I wrote this to go in my Grandma's obituary.
Shanijua
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Shanijua  24/F/Brookhaven
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