A Golden Halo
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Rebecca Navarre
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Dear little blue bird, it was your
turn to fly. May you touch the Son,
may you touch the sky... May the
many arms of love, embrace you
tight... You've always been this
shinning star in our lives. From our
hearts sorrow flows, though in heaven
you're wearing a golden halo. To us the
timing may not seem right, But God
must of wanted you as his light...
Bu şiiri puanla
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