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The last thing I wanted to do was say goodbye. But I'll know you're sill with me every time I look up to the sky. The way the stars shimmer, they'll remind me of your laugh. The way the sun shines, it'll remind me of my angel that has passed. I miss you so much. I can't wait to see you again someday. And I hope you know I'll never forget you. Not a single day.
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Dec 6, 2013
Dec 6, 2013 at 1:59 PM UTC
Calling my Opa home
The last thing I wanted to do was say goodbye. But I'll know you're sill with me every time I look up to the sky. The way the stars shimmer, they'll remind me of your laugh. The way the sun shines, it'll remind me of my angel that has passed. I miss you so much. I can't wait to see you again someday. And I hope you know I'll never forget you. Not a single day.
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Dec 6, 2013
Dec 6, 2013 at 1:59 PM UTC
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