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Better Each Day
Her suffering ended with the day,
And slept she....at it's close,
And dreamed the long , long night away
Sweet sleep--- sweet as a rose.

And when the sun in all it's state
Illumned the eastern skies,
She passed through morning's wonderous gate,
And walked in Paradise.

                                                                            CEB

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