Cause it's all shot to hell down here.
This has never happened to me before. And it sounds like something out of a movie.
Hm hm hm hm hmmmmmm, hm hm hm hm hmm
Just. She was dying for a long time. I thought it would just stay that way.
I miss you. I think of you when I sing every day. Every day.
In loving memory,
Our very own Christmas Spirit.
God, keep her safe and happy. And please let her have her hair back. Thank you. Love, Keira.
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