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R.I.P Sammalvaimo "Salli" <3 22.9.2010 <3

Lepää rauhassa, rakas palleroinen <3 Liian pian siekin lähdit köpöttelemään vihreämmille niityille </3

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~Home At Last~

The trees were blowing in the gentle breeze
the sun was shining thru the leaves on the trees
The meadows are green; and the grass grows tall
off in the distance; you can see a waterfall

Over the falls; down through the creek
the water flows gently; as a rabbit sneaks a peek
Far up above; in the deep blue sky
the birds soar high; as they fly by

The animals play;
at the bridge by the waterfall chasing each other;
and just having a ball
They play all day; from morning to night
there's no more rain; just warm sunlight

Off in the distance; the trumpets would blow
all would look up; and notice a bright glow
The harps would play; and the angels would sing
as another pet has come home; who had earned her wings

- John Quealy

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"We who choose to surround ourselves with lives even more temporary than our own live within a fragile circle, easily and often breached.

Unable to accept its awful gaps, we still would live no other way. We cherish memory as the only certain immortality, never fully understanding the necessary plan..."

- Irving Townsend

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