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Hey john, i often wonder what would of been . We were like peas in a pod if memory serves me. I often wonder about your looks.  the turns you would have took , your teenage years angst free or hopefully a tad like me, would you have had a love for learning A jym guy, am saying no but just guessing.  A zest for life . An ever pleasant approachable person , these are things that i would of loved for you, a family if you wanted or not , making a mark if you wanted too, I guess ill never know . But from the day you went awol part of me followed you there also . Am afraid things changed forever that day in every aspect in every way , we all lost a piece of us to you x a mother without her child . A void in her life forever.  Confusing for us 3 kid hugging together,  a guess in a way you made me mark and sandra strong a bonds a bonds a bond anyway little brother ,dear john,  taken away from us so young  ,, we have aways  missed you , me mark and sandra , dad and mum xxxx ps the burns
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Oct 19, 2025
Oct 19, 2025 at 3:44 PM UTC
John my brother
Hey john, i often wonder what would of been . We were like peas in a pod if memory serves me. I often wonder about your looks.  the turns you would have took , your teenage years angst free or hopefully a tad like me, would you have had a love for learning A jym guy, am saying no but just guessing.  A zest for life . An ever pleasant approachable person , these are things that i would of loved for you, a family if you wanted or not , making a mark if you wanted too, I guess ill never know . But from the day you went awol part of me followed you there also . Am afraid things changed forever that day in every aspect in every way , we all lost a piece of us to you x a mother without her child . A void in her life forever.  Confusing for us 3 kid hugging together,  a guess in a way you made me mark and sandra strong a bonds a bonds a bond anyway little brother ,dear john,  taken away from us so young  ,, we have aways  missed you , me mark and sandra , dad and mum xxxx ps the burns
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Oct 19, 2025
Oct 19, 2025 at 3:44 PM UTC
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