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He came back to her
As she had fallen to her knees
Her sickness buried in her deep
He took a vow
to love her
throughout her life
He didn't complain
even when she first said goodbye
Now she's down and needs a help around
He came back to her
that very day
All was fine
Till the morning he arose
He saw her standing beside him
Healthy as could be
"My dear, you've help me throughout my years, and I thank you for the support. "
A sudden breeze
forced him to quickly move from his bed
There she laid
peacefully
Her beauty hadnt faded
and from there he knew
God had brought her home
another angel
As she had fallen to her knees
Her sickness buried in her deep
He took a vow
to love her
throughout her life
He didn't complain
even when she first said goodbye
Now she's down and needs a help around
He came back to her
that very day
All was fine
Till the morning he arose
He saw her standing beside him
Healthy as could be
"My dear, you've help me throughout my years, and I thank you for the support. "
A sudden breeze
forced him to quickly move from his bed
There she laid
peacefully
Her beauty hadnt faded
and from there he knew
God had brought her home
another angel
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gave me chills