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God saw you getting tired
When a cure was not to be
So he closed his arms around you
And whispered "come to me"
You didn't deserve what you went Through
and so he gave your rest
Gods garden must be beautiful
He only accepts the best
And when I saw you sleeping
so Peaceful
and free from pain
I could not wish you back
to Suffer that again......