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Oct 2015
Is it not ironic how u meet someone that changes the way you think And then in a heartbeat, they are gone away. Yet those who linger and stay around, are those you wish could leave
Remember that dog that was your best friend, that when you go into trouble by mommy and daddy, he stood firmly next to you and when daddy hit your bums he would bark so loud and put up a performance sending daddy and mommy on a guilt trip making them all soft and apologetic – then is it not ironic how your dog would leave you, all alone but yet the cat that sat on granny’s lap, that thrilled at the sound of your voice when you cried behind the tool shed would still be around.   Is it not ironic how your best friends would be taking away from you so young leaving you in this world to face each day alone – and all you can say is why did you do it, why did you leave, why did you leave me and not say goodbye.
Is it not ironic how u meet someone that changes the way you think And then in a heartbeat, they are gone away. Yet those who linger and stay around, are those you wish could leave

To all my friends and family that I have lost in 2015 I will miss you all, and while I'm on this earth your memory will linger on in my heart and soul and in endless stories of the days pass and the many more to come.
To all my friends and family that I have lost in 2015 I will miss you all, and while I'm on this earth your memory will linger on in my heart and soul and in endless stories of the days pass and the many more to come.
Lazlo Mehl
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Lazlo Mehl  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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   Sumina Thapaliya
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