We needed you, You were ours to begin with, But God looked down and said, I need to bring you home. *** He sent them, His angels draped in gold, Lifted you to a place we can't go, With no visiting hours. *** You are gone, We will keep your memory, For as long as we still live on, Until the angels take us too.
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