cant say stop, cant mark no, cant choose when its wind will blow. just blows on by, till candles out, till eyes are shut, till mothers pout, cant say stop, cant check no,. cant choose when its wind will blow,...
Well miss you dearly Cousin.
i hope deeply that your soul finds its way home, and i will be sure to preserve your noble memory in my heart forever.
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Jaren told me about this today. I'm so sorry to hear about your loss.
-Chris
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