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I hope it's okay if I give up on you, my son, We picked a quite good spot. I don't mean To burden you with my death  -  still, it hasn't come, And staying up all night for a knock on the door Is bad for you, and you are still a growing boy. You need all the sleep you could get, Go. Go to rest, My child. When you wake up, I'll still be here For you to talk to, so long as you do. Goodbye, You know how much I loved you.
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Oct 4, 2025
Oct 4, 2025 at 3:14 AM UTC
Jasper
Papa
I hope it's okay if I give up on you, my son, We picked a quite good spot. I don't mean To burden you with my death  -  still, it hasn't come, And staying up all night for a knock on the door Is bad for you, and you are still a growing boy. You need all the sleep you could get, Go. Go to rest, My child. When you wake up, I'll still be here For you to talk to, so long as you do. Goodbye, You know how much I loved you.
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