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Fallen Angel


Fallen angel gone too soon. Lost in this world but found in Christ. Our little fallen angel may you be whole and not weep for our weeping. Walk the streets of gold with our love and his in your heart. For as much as we loved you, he loves you a thousand times more. May his grace be your light and his mercy, your peace – for this world was not built for angels, but built for falling. And here nothing is whole, while there all is! Do not be sad for our sadness, but happy for our love and fill your nights and days with his love and grace.
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