KYLE

God saw you getting tired, and a cure was not to be. So He put his arms around you and whispered,"Come with Me." With tear filled eyes we watched you suffer and fade away. Although we loved you deeply, we could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands put to rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us He only takes the best.

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