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Living on
Simple was the way she lived those many years ago yet life for her had meaning so many never know. - Many times she told us kids no matter where the road the travel is made better when two take up the load. - To know to do and never was looked upon as sin and can't was just a battle no one would ever win. - Never in a million years would we have ever thought such wisdom could be found in simple things she taught. - Simple was the way she lived and simple did she die but we never will forget no matter how we try.
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