I pray for you, I hope you hear my prayers.
All the words and moments keep refreshing in my mind.
The moment when you are touch and hold my hand.
The moment when you said you wish you were my grandpa.
My heart filling with tear.
Now, I feel my heart broke into pieces.
Pain is killing me..
May your soul rest in peace and I Love You, grandfather.
Death is only passing through God's other door.
-- Edgar Cayce--
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