April 18th

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As we all stood by his bedside saying one last prayer to see if he would open his eyes, if he would speak on last time, and if he would grasp my mothers hand as she was breaking down right next to him. My last goodbye was not what i imagine i couldn't get anything out. GOD DAMN IT at a time like this why the he'll couldn't get anything out. i kissed you on the cheek and left the room. As the whole family was there it was sad. i was angered because some who was not there for my father was the ones who cried the loudest. i guess you could say thats why the village heard the little boy cry wolf.

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