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Jun 2016
They may be gone but never forgotten. The memories we have, we hold so tight. Death was not easy, nor was their fight. In heaven above they watch as we grow, we all love them so much and I know that they know, for they love us all the same,  they want us to cherish the time we had and let go of the pain.
Amber Rush
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Amber Rush  United States; Nebraska
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