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Jul 2023
they say that when we die to the angels we will go
with our big white wings whiter than snow
our final resting place to start our life a new
in heaven up above in the sky so blue

no more pain or sorrow will there ever be
from the pain we suffered now at last are free
see again my friends all the ones i knew
that are up in heaven that are angels to

side by side together having fun once more
through the skiesΒ Β of heaven we can gently soar
looking down on loved ones from heaven up above
to friends and family sending them our love
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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