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Why is it I was blessed Im sure Ill never know, But fate chose me With a precious gift to bestow. For you see I was not aware Of the treasure I was to hold, A warmth from deep within Saving my heart from the cold. I hope I will always be worthy And never take for granted, How my breath was taken And left completely enchanted. I promise to give of myself Until my last breath is spent, Because I was blessed with An angel that Heaven sent. 2004 Edie Hendrikse

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