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Post by Alana Merez on Sept 12, 2010 19:32:08 GMT -4
Too precious for this earth. Those words were written long before you were born. But there were those who were lucky enough to hold something so precious, before the clocked stopped ticking. Like a summer breeze, you drifted into the lives of those destined. Full of hope, and youth. A promise of something better, filled with warmth and laughter. On that breeze was the resting place of a butterfly, waiting patiently to sprout her wings. Wings that would carry you far and to a place only few could reach.
There aren't much words needs, only the rising of the sun to remind those who love you that an angel watches in the distance. Timeless and everlasting.
Always remembered
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