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    I was talking with a little old lady today.
    Her name is Gloria, and she likes the color green.
    Midway into our conversation she said she wanted to go home.
    And I thought to myself, "Okay so go."
    She said it with a laugh and a smile.
    I didn't understand right away.
    But now I do. 
    Gloria wants to die.
    It made my heart hurt.
    She always has a smile on her face and candy in her pockets.
    She told me she was in pain and started talking about Jesus.
    Someone else changed the subject and got her laughing again.
    But couldn't get it out of my head.
    She wants to go home.
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