

God.God saw he was getting tired, And a cure was not to be, So he put his arm around him, And whispered, ”Come with me.”God.
With tearful eyes we watched him suffer, And saw him fade away, Although we couldn’t bear to lose him, We could not make him stay.
A golden heart stopped beating, Hard working hands now rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best.
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rock and rule.
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sleep
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<3 Julie
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sleep
I still cant remember i havent been on in a while
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<3 Julie
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sleep
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