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15 days.

MAY 16TH, 2000

One day while I was not at home, While he was there and all alone, the angels came..

Now all I have is memories of my Honey
And I wake up nights and call his name when I feel his presence around me.

Now my life's an empty stage, where my Honey lived and my Honey played and love grew up...

And a small cloud passes over my head, and I cry down on the flower bed that my Honey loved..

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