Anabel Riley Levine

January 24, 2009
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I loved you like a mother,
It was hard to see you go,
But by watching you fight, I learned,
To do what is right,
To be the best I can be,
To cherish every moment.
I wish you could hold me in your arms again,
And tell me that you love me,
But now that you're gone,
I am left crying,
In the arms of an angel

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