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Metta
it is as if I am no longer living but re-living watching my life play back as it was as it is each glance a memory every action a yesterday the glow on her face a... More »
Metta
Before my Father passed on I remembered Father's Day as in a rush to remember not to forget to get something sent to him. I loved my Dad and I knew he loved me unquestioningly... More »
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