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Come with me
by Celeste Smith

God saw that you were suffering
and a cure was not to be,
So He put His arms around you
and whispered, "Come with me".
Through tear filled eyes
we watched you suffer
and slowly fade away.
Although we loved you deeply,
we could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard working hands were put to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best.


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Come with me by Celeste Smith God saw that you were suffering and a cure was not to be, So He put His arms around you and whispered, "Come with me". Through tear filled eyes we watched you suffer and slowly fade away. Although we loved you deeply, we could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, Hard working hands were put to rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us He only takes the best.
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