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‘My sweet boy, oh how I wish we could bring you home. I cannot fathom why you were too sweet for this world, and meant only for heaven. I yearn for the day to hold you again.’

“Little man, your home is a brick house in Missouri. There is a white dogwood and a rod iron fence in the front yard. You have two sisters who would dote and adore you. I imagine you would have been tormented with bows, jewelry and nail polish! I wish your home was with your family, rather than heaven.”

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