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In loving memor) of Alvin L. Atkins on
his birthday, August 17th Gone are the times we celebrated your day, Because Jesus has taken you to Heaven, far away. No birthdays up there we’re told. In the land where we’ll never grow old. So rest on beloved one, For you the race has been won. No more measuring time by years. For Jesus has conquered all your fears. No more on earth will you roam, Tis sweeter up there in that happy home. Devoted wife Marie
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