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Wednesday, April 1st, 2015 "What happened to all the beauty in my dads eyes?" It was washed away by a thing called life. No one can survive it, its a fatal disease and its ******* genetic.
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Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 6:17 PM UTC
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Wednesday, April 1st, 2015 "What happened to all the beauty in my dads eyes?" It was washed away by a thing called life. No one can survive it, its a fatal disease and its ******* genetic.
amy-hanstke
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Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 6:17 PM UTC
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