Now your gone, things won't be the same again.
From my Mama:
Hi mama, I hope you like the roses I gave you. You always show up in the presence of the butterfly.
From me:
I miss you so much. :( Another year has come without you.
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The reason why i like butterflies is that--I remember or see my lola everytime i see a butterfly. ^_^
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