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Dec 2015
It's interesting really that everyone says goodbye at the end of a conversation yet when it comes to life no one every says goodbye

When your heart stopped beating I wonder if I flashed through your mind. Did all the times we laughed go through your mind? It's not fair Grandpa you get to hangout in heaven without a hole missing in your heart

I have to walk around each day without you and I don't know how I do it because my whole expands a little bit each year. Every December 17th I feel my eyes start to moisten with tears that I haven't let out since the year before
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