Mourning An Earliest Morn....

S Sylvia Frances Chan Sylvia Frances Chan
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Not her great feel for drama nor utopia this is true seriously well thought by Sylvie in greatest sadness she has brought this well meant brevity in all her sincerity Lanny, a long lost close friend she had quite temperament she chose Sylvie as her best friend they had one greatest LOL in common they loved to travel on and on wherever Lanny landed or stranded in any hotel mondially she started to call Sylvie whether she may visit her or not, eventually of course Sylvie would never say "no" they met, constantly greatest laughter, never one woe one day Sylvie got a call Lanny could not stand up from her bed at all of course that was a great shock Lanny got lame from toe to head, all blocked This morn I am still mourning about Lanny my ever best friend but what a temperament she did never lament my late classmate from the university the department of English Literature this morn to mourn about her is still a greatest torture dear Lanny may you rest in peace with true ease still I wish you A Very Happy Birthday since you were born on Today you went with God in all silence for me that was too quick, too early I am still mourning on this earliest morn my heart is of greatest sadness, I am torn.... CONGRATULATIONS TODAY on the 10th of August 2018- @ Earliest morn 00.03 hrs AM 10 Aug.2018

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