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"Listen to her voice. It was like honey. Listening to her sing around the house was the equivalent of sitting by a hot fire with warm cocoa during a mid winter's blizzard. I used to ask her to sing for me all the time when we were just lying in bed. I would lie my head on her lap while she would run her fingers through my hair and let out the most angelic sounds one has ever heard."

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