My gardian angel now watches over me. Yet ive know him all my life. He feels like a stranger. New, to me. Finally i realize that he is my gardian angel who now rests his head upon heavens pillows. He is the light of my path that will guide me to where he is. Yes, the gates of heaven. Then with his powerful

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