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I was getting ready for a special someone.
Today is his birthday.
I wore the dress he gave me.
I wore the necklace he bought for me.
I wore the bracelet he made for me.
Flowers were ready.
I called up a taxi.
When I was in the place, I hurriedly ran to him.
As I get closer, my tears began to fell.
I kneeled on his grave. Wishing that he was still here.
He is my father and yes, today is his birthday and death anniversary.
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