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Nov 2019
Wrapped up in winter
They all found her dead
Death came so peacefully
As it crept through her bed
Face as white as ivory
Her eyes as wide as chasms
Thankfully no more pain
And those dreaded morning spasms
A life that created many
The legacy left behind
Courtesy of this wonderful woman
Forever warm and kind
Written by
Andrew James Shepherd  Burnage
(Burnage)   
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   Carlo C Gomez
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