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In Loving Memory
We ask why, but get no answer.
We try to understand, but will never.
We attempt to bargain, but no deals are to be made.
We are left to accept what we cannot.
But we will always have the memories of what we had, and the dreams of what could have been.
Sleep softly sweet Angle
Our hearts are with you.
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