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Skip to primary content. Skip to secondary content. Sleep well, my love. 25 May, 2015. Marble has gone to sleep. He is no longer suffering. His liver had failed, they found a malignant tumor in his stomach, the swelling and toxins in his brain made him not quite himself, and his blood wouldnt clot and his blood pressure and temperature were so low, that anything they could do for anything was a massive risk. He lived a good, full life. And he will live on in our memories. 30 April, 2015. All my profile .

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Skip to primary content. Skip to secondary content. Sleep well, my love. 25 May, 2015. Marble has gone to sleep. He is no longer suffering. His liver had failed, they found a malignant tumor in his stomach, the swelling and toxins in his brain made him not quite himself, and his blood wouldnt clot and his blood pressure and temperature were so low, that anything they could do for anything was a massive risk. He lived a good, full life. And he will live on in our memories. 30 April, 2015. All my profile .

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The site had the following in the homepage, "Sleep well, my love." I noticed that the web site stated " Marble has gone to sleep." They also stated " He is no longer suffering. His liver had failed, they found a malignant tumor in his stomach, the swelling and toxins in his brain made him not quite himself, and his blood wouldnt clot and his blood pressure and temperature were so low, that anything they could do for anything was a massive risk. He lived a good, full life. And he will live on in our memories."

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