Det har hänt och händer så mycket grejer att jag får ta lite allt eftersom. Sålänge - tills jag har fiffilurat ut ett inlägg - kan vi ta och njuta av vad som en gång var min navel. Vad fan har man gjort? Det ser ju ut som ett rövhål med hemorojder!


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They say memories are golden. Well, maybe that is true. I never wanted memories I only wanted you.

A million times I needed you, A million times I cried. If love alone could have saved you, You never would have died.

In life I loved you dearly, In death I love you still. In my heart you hold a place No one could ever fill.

If tears could build a stairway, And heartache make a lane. I'd walk the path to heaven, And bring you home again.

Our family chain is broken, And nothing seems the same. But as God calls us one by one, The chain will link again.