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We always called you Angel
sometimes right to your face your faith and your devotion is your saving grace I know that I looked up to you and I continue still I don’t want to let you go but its part of God’s will You were the one who held us up and glued us all together and picked the hell right out of us when we were under weathered We always tried to copy you and when we’d get it right the love would shine right from your eyes and pride would shine so bright You made for us a mom and dad for you came from them first showed the unconditional and love from them did burst First from mom he came to us and first he went back to Joseph David Virkus We’ll keep on loving you!
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