"Time escapes from us with every sunrise and sunset; eight years soon marked, but never shall we forget; summer evenings, winter dawns, autumn noons call your name; thoughts of you never leave us, and neither does the pain; what good does it do to linger in despair; but as the seasons change,you are still not there; silent and deep runs the anguish in our souls; hope at sunrise is gone by the time midnight tolls; yet another day passes as we weep, asking, ''why?'' By the grace of our Lord, we will expose the Great Lie. ''And you will know the truth, and the truth will make you free. (John 8:32)''"
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