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I think of you every day.
But nothing is the same.
You died for me .
And one day you will open the door for me.
That's what i dream.
To live in harmony.
No saramonys just my family.
No dust on me.
It will just be you and me.
I know that you have a home.
That you call your own.
I cant wait for you to call me home.





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cldh1 said...
Apr. 20, 2010 at 9:52 am

This is a very good poem and you continue to keep up the good work.

Pastor Nichols

 
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