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Friday 1st June

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I know I won’t see you again

And I know that you’ve gone

But I do still talk to you

As the sun rises each dawn

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I know I won’t hear your voice

Or feel the touch of your hands

But I still like to remember

As the sun sets over the sands

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I know, I know, I know

But I still listen out for you

I’m right here, waiting for you

Until our heavenly rendezvous

.

Beloved Angel son

xxxxxx

Muggy, misty and warm

Low tide and dark clouds

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