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The sun still rises The earth stills turns Life still goes on, but you’re not here. I wish I took up your offer to go golfing, just once. You would’ve let me win anyways. You always did. Rest well.

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Written by

CaseyAF

23 / M / Wisconsin

For You?

Written by

CaseyAF

23 / M / Wisconsin

Published: Dec 29, 2020
LinesWords: 1139

Notes: I lost my grandpa to covid.
Tags: #loss #rip #death #grief #sad

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