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I miss my friend so much the one I could tell anything no judgment, no advice, just understanding. Ten years gone now too long to be friend-lonely too long to not see her smile too long to not share tears and laughter too long to be without that safe, caring place she held in her heart. Ten years gone I miss my son so much first-born, brain tumor fighter brave, determined, inspiring Ten years gone now too long to be son-lonely too long to feel his brothers' brother-lonely too long to not see his smile too long to not share the tears and laughter too long to not share the fight too long not to say "Good Morning, Sunshine!" July and November months of painful memories and in between - Autumn - the dying of the year Ten years gone now too long to carry grief that never goes away.
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Oct 29, 2019
Oct 29, 2019 at 8:09 AM UTC
'Ten Years Gone'
I miss my friend so much the one I could tell anything no judgment, no advice, just understanding. Ten years gone now too long to be friend-lonely too long to not see her smile too long to not share tears and laughter too long to be without that safe, caring place she held in her heart. Ten years gone I miss my son so much first-born, brain tumor fighter brave, determined, inspiring Ten years gone now too long to be son-lonely too long to feel his brothers' brother-lonely too long to not see his smile too long to not share the tears and laughter too long to not share the fight too long not to say "Good Morning, Sunshine!" July and November months of painful memories and in between - Autumn - the dying of the year Ten years gone now too long to carry grief that never goes away.
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Oct 29, 2019
Oct 29, 2019 at 8:09 AM UTC
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