limb has fallen from the family bee.
I keep hearing a voice that says, "Grieve not for me.
Remember the best times, fre laughter, the song.
The good life I lived while I was stmig.
Coüue my heritage, I'm counting on you.
Keep smiling and surely the sun will shine through.
My mind is at ease, my soul is at
Remember4ng all, how I btlly was blessed.
Continue traditions, no matter how small.
Go on widi your life, dont worry about falls
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