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Aug 2020
We'll see her in your lights at dawn
And feel her here as the days go on
Although it seems as if she's gone
She's where she belongs, in heaven

Dancing the streets of gold, she is home
Where her spirit may endlessly roam
Where she belongs, in heaven

Shine down your love
As we look above
At you, in heaven.
TreyOctober
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TreyOctober  25/F/PA
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