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Think of Lora

In Loving Memory of a dear Friend named "Lora Dzen"

In you, we found not just a childhood friend


but an angel....

dark in looks but pure in heart

Thank you for the memories filled with laughter

we will always cherish the time we've been together

and all the stupid things we did when we were younger
You will always be a sister...

Remember "DECPIL girls" ?

your childhood bestfriend Carocelle
Kippy and Me
Aisle and Jennie and Kakay

Shine brightly dear Lora...

be our guiding light as we go through life each day


You may never be the maid-of-honor
on your bestfriend's wedding


Shine brighly dear Lora

for we know you are now sitting on the right side of our heavenly Father

We miss you dear friend

♥♥♥

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