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.M.iss .M.e, 'But Let .M.e {]o 
Sunrise: 2/17/14- Sunset: 4/2g/i1 
'Wiien I come to tlie emfof tlie roaa aruftlie sun lias setfor me. I want no 
rites in a g(oomJi.ifearoom, wliy cry for a sou{free. 
:Miss me a {ittk. 6ut not too fone. aruf 
not witli your lieaa6owea Low. 
'Remem6er tlie rove tfiat we once sliaretf, 
miss me, 6ut kt me no. jor tliis is a journey we a{{must ta~e 
arufeacli must no aLOne. It's a{{part oftlie masterpfan, a step on 
tlie roaato liome. 'Wiien you are fon{y, arufsic~ at lieart. no to tlie frierulwe a{{~now aruf6ury 
your sorrow in a nooadeed. :Miss :Me, 1Jut et :Me {io 
Written 6y Sonja ~rufrews ~arcus In lionor of1Jreast Cancer ~wareness