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Jul 2013
I know you're far in heaven,
Maybe watching me,
I miss you,
I know you not,
My heart aches for you...

You see,
Sometimes I have friends,
Who almost take your role,
They hold me tight and
Learn me right,
But they cannot replace...

I hope one day to see you,
To hold my big sisters hand,
For now I'll wait,
Because we know,
Papa's got this planned.
For my older sister, she didn't have a name, she didn't have an official date of birth, or death. All I know is that my parents loved her, and I love her too.
Eliza Jane
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Eliza Jane  australia
   --- and KM
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