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To our guild I invited her on that fateful day,
Little knowing the love she would bring our way. None were immune from her loving ways, How can we heap, on this one, more praise? No one was missed, no one left out, Her love was for all, we have no doubt.
Though often we thought to have pushed our luck. Her retorts were not polished, her Aussie way, Yet dearly she loved the games we’d play. Now her laughter is silent, we hear no more, The pffft she would use to even the score.
In her black see-through robes others stood in awe. None could match her, yet many tried, Aur was the first, and it filled her with pride. Her walk was mimicked, her other ways too, But none could come close, I tell you true.
Giving comfort to us in our toil and strife. Yet still she will journey with us in this land, Our guide, our friend, our helping hand. Her footsteps now we no longer see, Yet remains in the thoughts of thee and me.
How she suffered in pain from her head to toe. In the Plane Of Tranquillity to her rock she’d go, When she became worried, she loved it so. Then her guild would be on or a friend would call, And her mood she would change to suit us all.
No longer she suffers the hurt and pain. Her time in this world was short but sweet, Yet still she gave love to all she’d meet. Now she has so much more love to share, As an enchanting
angel, way up there.
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