Forbidden Tranquility: 33. ...and now the bell tolls for you brown eyes.

Monday, October 10, 2011

33. ...and now the bell tolls for you brown eyes.

Raymunda Natanauan
January 23, 1943 - September 27, 2011

Requiem eterna dona ei, Domine, et lux perpetua luceat ei.
Requiescat in pace.

Amen.

i miss you inay.
i miss you so, so much.
i really, really miss you.
i love you very much.
thank you for all the love, thank you for everything.
see you later brown eyes...
goodnight, rest in peace.

"if the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them. buildings burn, people die but real love is forever."
~Voltaire

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Anonymous said...: Eternal rest grant unto Inay Munda Oh Lord! And let your perpetual light shine upon her. May she rest in peace. Amen.; Tuesday, October 11, 2011 12:35:00 PM

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Forbidden Tranquility

Monday, October 10, 2011

33. ...and now the bell tolls for you brown eyes.

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