Friday 11 December 2009 photo 1/1
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God saw you getting tired and a cure was not to be. So He put His arms around you and whispered "come to me," and then you passed away. Although we loved you dearly, we could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hardworking hands at rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best
Inatt så dog min svärfar, Anna-Marias farfar.
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