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1987-2017 She was my friend, she died too young, In just a blink her life was gone. Her heart quit beating, drew her last breath. Her heart beats on with mine in death. We never met, lived miles apart Her memory still tugs at my heart. She was my friend, she died too young And yet, in me, her heart lives on. Rest in peace, Sweet Bella. 2017 D H Loewen

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Date: 4/20/2018 5:44:00 PM
How sad when the flame of life gets snuffed before our time, I think she hears you from over there David, well done
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David Loewen
Date: 4/20/2018 6:02:00 PM
Thank you. I'm sure she's watching over me every day.