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gentleone (f)
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this poem is dedicated to those who are mourning for a loved one.......
when i come to the end of the road and the sun has set for me i want no rites in a gloom filled room why cry for a soul set free miss me but let me go
miss me a little but not too long and not with a head bowed low remember the love we once shared miss me but let me go
for this is a journry that we must all take and each must go alone its all part of the masters plan a step on the road to home miss me but let me go
when you are lonely and sick of heart go to friends we know and bury your sorrow in doing good deeds miss me but let me go!
author anonymous
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Rolly
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Awwwwwwww! so sweet! 
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cheekee (f)
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aww so sweet!!
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