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| Our Little Angel "Kyla Denise" |
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God saw you getting tired when a cure was not to be. So he wrapped his arms around you and whispered "Come to me" You didn't deserve what you went through so he gave you rest. We'd love to have you here with us but only God knows what's best. And when we saw you sleeping so peaceful and free from pain We could not wish you back to suffer that again... We miss you kaydee! |
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