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Nov 2024
Lots of people say maybe in another life.

But seriously what the hell, why couldn't it be this one. ***** that another time another life crap.

Everyday I long for you, your grin the little squeaks you would make everytime I took you in my arms suddenly.

Every part of me longs for you... and I'm sorry we didn't make it. I didn't know what a privilege it was to have you, now it's to late.
It's not you're fault.
Jason
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