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The smirk and keenness you’ve shared with us
And delightful memories we allocate together with you Will never be disregarded nor forsaken But rather be nourish and admire with all our heart Your clinch towards us will never be deserted In fact it will be cherished and revitalized for ever more Our ardor for you will remain in our core for eternity. It impairs us so much that u left us all missing you But we feel relieved that you suffer no more For you are there dwelling in perfect opulence with God Every time we remember our loving recollection with you We feel the grief but make us stronger and even Because you’ve fought a great battle with cancer for us We all love you Auntie Thelma we will all going to miss you.
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