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Lotta Berg

1965.06.29 - 2020.07.21

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God saw you getting tired,
And a cure was not to be;
So he put his arms around you,
And whispered, ”come to me”.
With tearful eyes we watched you,
And saw you pass away;
Although we loved you dearly,
We could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard working hands to rest,
God broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best.

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