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In MourningYou passed this life, with all kind , kind of lifeFrom the worst ‘till the great, you never feel sighted Now you’re gone, leave us alone We can’t hold on, ‘till you go away Why you have to go away? Tell what is your plan? April 24th, the time you go, leave us alone in this hell Tell me God what is your plan? Why you take him away? Why?….. Tell me God what is your plan? We still missed him, why him? |