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“I remember when Mom left for so long they took her. I remember you following her steps as your silhouette so steadfast marched out of my vision.”

“You both left yet only one returned. Suddenly they turned you into a memory and with your departure you took with you any hope of a smile around Mother face.”

“Like every Sunday here I stand. Starring at your old picture attempting to imagine how sharing more moments with you would've been. I like to imagine little details and believe what you would said to those things but in the end those are just in my imagination as I will never get to truly know how were you like in life."

"Why did they took you from us? From me?

.. and now I ask you with tears around my eyes. How should I forgive them? How can I close my eyes and act as if they didn’t take something no one could ever give me back?”

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