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Oct 2013
My grandfather always told me their are no friends in the world. but when you dont even have family what do you do? Every night looking at the sky wondering whats my purpose in this world? all my friends have moved on forgot about what we had are arested or dead. im not asking to be famous. all im asking is whats my purpose in this world why was i born if ive been alone since you died grandpa. why am i so alone if their are billions of people around the world that are just like me. maybe someday. maybe never. but till that day ima be in my bed in the clouds remembering our memories grandpa. i love you dad.
Juan Manuel Romero
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Juan Manuel Romero  Plano
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