| Her blue skies and ocean with feet in the sand
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| There’s no such thing as a last time
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| When she lived to cease these moments
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| That were never planned
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| Everyday was her new day
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| Everyday in its own way
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| Brought her free spirit of grace
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| That defined only true faith
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| Her smile captured our lives
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| And held us in only sunshine
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| Outgoing in her actions
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| A pure expression of drive
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| And then came the day
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| To say farewell
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| And our words were silent
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| As our hearts fell
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| For so many years I worked hard
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| Only to captivate her eyes
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| And she taught me
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| How to laugh through uphill battles
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| So I will seek my strength so quietly
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| While I hold my head
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| Towards every next day’s sky
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| Then came a beautiful day
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| That gathered around held hands
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| Which enclosed you
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| A strong fight even to last breaths
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| A fighter she always was
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| And this we knew
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| With memories of all those smiles
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| Living through us forever
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| The warmth of her smile
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| Then we watched all of the colors
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| Float with the breeze
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| She was held tightly
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| As she walked into peace
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| Then she was held tight as she walked into
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| Then she was held so tightly
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| As she walked into peace |