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Aug 2014
The other morning I can't forget.
When you were hiding behind your bed,
And the sun's light made your eyes so wet,
Your face were so nice, sweet, but sad.

When my name you just heard, you breath like little stopped
You held my hands; your face was so cold
From your eyes few tears just dropped,
Into my hand, how sad was your world.

So many days have passed since then.
Both my hands became so weak.
But your eyes  became so nice
You always used to smile.
.
I love you so much my Beth
I am so proud of you, this much I can tell
I'll remember you Beth never forget
If not, my name is not Raphael

Don't be bitter about me.
My sons are so nearby.
Don't ignore me, be sweet to be.
Then all my life will be so bright

What your wish is Beth, just let me know.
The seven years have already gone.
Only one hour is left, so fast, and not so slow
The garden gates will close,
No more your sun will shine.
Written by
zev landau
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